Duel


I want to go back where you came from


when he screams it in streets

by neighbors who forgot sharpness


I want to go back where I come from,


When I was child mother and I

Legs folded under, rounded back


Take this body back, wasn’t made


Mother didn’t know why we played

Didn’t know how I tried to crawl


flesh with steam or scrape

skin around fingertips dead


I want to go back where I come from

when he spits slur at her [my] body


was/ wasn’t made

 

almost the way a man means it


almost the way it’s said under breath

of ears. Each word sun glint knife.


go somewhere I don’t make space.


played games under white bed sheets.

became curve of egg. Me unmade.


right.


make me unmade games. Didn’t ask.

back into [my] self


with scissors, heels bleeding

of feeling years of clipping.


almost the way a man means it

her body


right. Take our body back too.

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