I kissed a girl and she wanted to kiss me back
But I’m a sprinter and so I ran as fast as I can
I reached a room full of Gods and they stared
As if I had sprouted another head
They could smell the fear and desire reeking off me
They could tell I was this close to being free
So they brought all the chains they could find
State, Faith, Kin, Friends to help them bind
And Oh they tried!
My heart a demon they attempted to exorcise
My tenuous belief in humanity they wished to destabilize.
Woman came of Man’s ribs, they said
But Man is born of Woman! Of their breasts fed!
And sometimes Women have ribs but no wombs
At times Doctors don’t heal but leave wounds
They altered me!
Cut my body like a pair o jeans to be mended
Like an act that needs to be amended.
When I look at a mirror I see human
What more now stands to be proven?
I bleed as you bleed
I love as you love
Even if you think I don’t deserve to live
Cause my body disobeyed the laws you built
Your pills, your therapy and your glares
Cannot really dampen love’s flames
I wish that before I walked the last mile
I could see my love echoed in her smile
Let her know that I loved her the best
That my soul belongs to her though my eyes rest
About the poet:
Indiana Tolstoy is a University survivor currently seeking employment in the corporate
sector. She loves to read, write, converse, think and hates living in a box. Residing in the suburbs of the steel city of Jamshedpur, she dreams of owning a publication house someday (maybe also a cafe).