Poem inspired by Safiya Sinclair’s How to Say Babylon
Men in my family grow mighty while the women shrunk. Between her hope and his fire, my fear nudged out of its sell. Impenetrable as a pearl yet just a girl. I was not the princess, I was the dragon. Happiness was a sun-shower of sins a beautiful fable of itself. I bobbed transfixed, watching the women miles and decades beyond me.

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