Upon Leaving

Your littlest

rib has

attempted

to leave.

it is trying to

make a new

woman.

More Lilith,

no Eve,

she will shun

creation.

She will become

a broken bare

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ship's hull on

a desert cliff.

Her shifting

weight then only

recalls when all

was sea.

Her body will

not feel the

rocking needs

of men, she

will be no other's

lover. She will

sway alone in

single minded sin.

-Kat Isacson