soft by e.h. lemon

the way

i do not recognize

my body

in the mirror

is not one of

dissociation

but of overwhelming

ownership

through every jab

pinch

scratch

punch

i have inflicted upon myself

i have never questioned

that my body

is mine

every weapon i use

to slice

gnaw

heave

shove

against it

it remains the same

it remains

soft

in retaliation of my harshness

it is more evolved than me

perhaps i can evolve

into something

soft

too

-

e.h. lemon

pictured: pop icon Lizzo