my power, swinging
back and forth,
a pendulum mapping time
from when these hips
were forced to crumple
beneath men who felt
this swagger shake
their flimsy worlds -
to the Amazonian priestess,
her proud feet dancing
in dirt ceremonies
birthed from the throb
knowing these hips
could capture gods
because they already
held man.
back and forth,
a pendulum mapping time
from when these hips
were forced to crumple
beneath men who felt
this swagger shake
their flimsy worlds -
to the Amazonian priestess,
her proud feet dancing
in dirt ceremonies
birthed from the throb
knowing these hips
could capture gods
because they already
held man.
Amanda Ruth Lowery
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