Untitled poetry by Gemma Pinto
my greatest fear is that i will wake up
and no longer be here.
instead,
in a box that he had wrapped me in
battles in the kitchen
crusades in front of the mirror
i’m trying to untie the rope from within
that connects me to
marriage
and
children
my husband will be my wife
maybe
i can still run wild in the light
i am afraid
that i will be domesticated.
losing touch
learn to bend and listen
but i want to break. and be heard.
not herded because
women do not need to be trained
we need to be unchained
from rules and regulations
i cannot agree to the terms and conditions
are you telling me how to live?
we were the ones to give you life.
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