Whispered In The Wind

Whispered In The Wind
Just a fairy blowing in the wind, singing tales to the west wind

Sunday, February 8, 2015

I Do Not Want To Be A Statement


There are nights when I no longer want to feel female
nights when I sleep in a long shapeless robe
so there are no curves to be seen, my body is soft and shapeless
These are the nights when I have been too reminded of my female form
days where my bra has pulled too tight, left claw marks
parties where boys touch at that which they have no right to
believe they have ownership to the movement of our hips
yelling comments at my beautiful friends, 
afraid of females who value and claim their bodies for themselves and no one else 
I remember how my form is politicized
and I do not want to be a statement tonight
I do not want to be topography
I do not want to align myself with any party, with any megaphone
I do not want to have to be a feminist right now
I do not want to have to be anything.
I just want to be a human, to have a body
These are the nights I sleep in a long shapeless robe
one of the few moments of my life where no one is telling me I need to be anything
where there is no agenda 
besides a human form
where my body is nothing
besides mine
nothing besides a sleeping shape. 
I do not want to be a statement
I do not want to have to be anything tonight
but human
I want my body to be nothing 
but human
but mine








Illustration by Lina Kusaite


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