Me; Murderer by Jess Watts (Lucent Dreaming Issue 6)

I like the sound of rebellion.
Clap with me:
Re-bel-i-on
I like the way my tongue curls and flicks,
Spits at the air, the lulling of l’s and then
Dart. Poison. Gun shot. Bullet.
I defy you.

My mouth twitches;
I have a secret.
(Rebellion)
Do you hear that? Say it.
Say this line. My line: Rebellion.

I’m not supposed to write – I’m a woman.
I have no wedding ring.
No pregnant bloat and I do not, will not,
Answer to you.

My petticoats are in tatters; I wear jeans as skin,
I am
Change
I am
Contemporary
I am
Death
Of then, of her, of you.

I was.

Because now, in this world of rebels,
Enjoying the taste,
Pleasuring in it,
I am complacency.

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