Thursday, June 23, 2016

All the men I have loved

All the men I have loved 
have always told me not to be so angry
That I should laugh more often
And because I loved them and wanted to please them
I pretended to, but the rage never went away
Today I tell them I don’t want to calm down,
I don’t want to smile
This is a legitimate rage
And I rage for all the years we had to hide
We still do
All the years we had no claim over our own bodies
We still don’t
All the years we remained someone’s mother, 
or sister or wife or daughter
Never our own person
And all the history you took away from us
Confining our names to sidenotes, afterthoughts,
Villianising us, romanticizing us
But robbing us of our agency,
Our right to be angry
Our right to rage against everything that we have suffered
And still suffer
Today I don't want to be your darling daughter
I have no use for your love
If it doesn't let me decide
 The terms of my life
Today I don't want to be the love of your life
If you only loved me for my smile.

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