Femme
I have never considered myself to be feminine
That thought never occurred to me
Whether I wore a dress, tattered jeans, or men's basketball shorts
Whether my hair was long and graceful, or short and as blunt as my honesty
Whether the hairs from my body sprouted freely or my skin was as smooth as porcelain
Whether my face was covered in pigments and products or I advertised my natural imperfections
Whether I adorned myself with pearls, diamonds, metals of the earth, or chose the simple dullness of my plain earlobes
I know I am not ladylike
But I am not sure of my femininity
It has never been a question of if it were even there or not
I am headstrong
Stubborn
Loud
Obstinant
Ambitious
Intelligent
Strong
So I never thought of myself as feminine
For I am not docile and quiet
Giving way to men who decide my fate
I have always refused to allow myself to be considered "less than" simply because of my genitalia
The glass ceiling can go fuck itself as I shatter it with my stilettos
I will be the fear behind the eyes of those who try to look up my skirts
That's not very feminine, is it?
Or is it the very essence of femininity?


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