Girl Talk
And what power is this
to keep me so small
sister to the womb that brew you
your mothers are we all
our babe
our brother
father
fear has forever been your fall
still so afraid
to walk by my side
I've never heard of rue
from a man who's tried
Copyright © Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib | Year Posted 2017
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