October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month. Domestic Violence is a disease, a virus that feeds on silence and lack of education. My hope is for my poem to be one small step, one voice toward turning up the volume of the dialogue of abuse.

 

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Consider an allegory

about a world

where women cannot speak.

No. I mean

they are unable to talk,

their vocal chords severed

like slow-cooked

pot roast. Or a guy

and a girl who fall in love. She

becomes his

what?

An object. I write

what I see,

or how I’m seen in sweats

versus jeans

versus a mini-skirt

because what a woman wears speaks volumes

and we wonder why.

Our clothing communicates

what

we are unable.  Where’s

our voice?

I would give an answer

 

that wouldn’t be understood.

I’ll go back to the kitchen,

now.