I am a Powerful Woman; I Eat Things

I am a powerful woman

I eat things

I open my mouth

and eat

all the darkness outside

I open my mouth

and chew

on the bones of broken dreams

I am a powerful woman

I eat things

Between my lips

is a wide hole with teeth

I bite down

on hard, evil things

I bite down

and convert them into potent energy

I am a powerful woman

I eat things

I grow strong and thick

like a deciduous tree

I can carry chubby cheeked children

on my ample hips

I can bear much weight

on my scarred back

and secure shoulders

I am a powerful woman

I eat things

I hunger for life

Eating is nourishment

for my blood, bones, and muscles

Arms that protect

Hands that heal

Feet that go places

I am a powerful woman

I eat things

I am not ashamed

I can swing my apple hips

to sultry music

I will not hide

I can lift my head high

to feel the sun on my face

I am a powerful woman

I eat things