IF YOU'RE A PRICK TO ME, DO I NOT LEAK?

By Ro Dominy

Why must we pretend

That we don’t leak?

Women more so than men I suppose.

Men must not leak from the eyes.

But pretty much everywhere else is just fine.

As women, we have no choice

But to fill up from the pretence

Of not leaking anywhere else

Until it comes out of our eyes.

Blood, sweat, milk, waters of the amnion,

Red white and yellow tears.

Rivers that should flow downstream

And soak our clothes brazenly.

Instead they are hidden away,

Damned up to overflowing,

Pumped against gravity,

To spring forth as sorrow,

Anger,

And shame.

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