some women become millionaires
just being themselves on the internet
radiating their remarkable essence
in frame after frame of
‘i give zero fucks what you think- say my name’
others become ghosts of themselves
reinventing their frames
through filtered rules of a game
where there are pains to be seen
through the screens
through the screams
some women
in some places
are threatened and beaten
if you catch a glimpse of her ankles
other women spend
thousands of dollars
to disappear her wrinkles
some spend thousands of hours
circling the great pearl of delight
hidden between their thighs
others pray to everything holy
she will make it through the night
alive
some women gather with rose kin
raising dragon womb voices to lift the veils
between generations of silenced cries
from the underworld of ancestral graves
while others fear for their safety
struggling to keep from slipping
between the cracks
of history repeating
this isnt over yet
her heart is still bleeding
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