Today I made an active contribution to feminism
called out in the back row
to please put
some of that slam poetry of yours on the board
wide eyes, twitching jaw
… right now?
slipping shoes loosely under my feet
awkward jagged
move to the front of the room
fingers flying to shift the spotlight
onto another swaying girl
who spills her heart from
her back pocket
dowsing me with all the sea water
salt of
Me too
Her feminism and mine
walk boldly together
and blend vibrantly
she fades
like a voice in my head
and i remember
how to breathe
class is over but
And tell us,
briefly,
what was the thesis?
Um, I
head down
wrote about
this darn hair in my face
Rhetoricalquestions
PLUTO BLOOMING 