Bite your tongue, I won’t hear a word
keep your thoughts imprisoned in the walls of your teeth
Just as your words imprisoned me before
You call me a canary, but truth has come for me
like daylight roused. I am an eagle. I am
not yours to shut in, my bare hands
are not small; they are pinions
breaking down barriers and fences, a free being.
A warrior. A soldier. Feet ready for battle, I stand
at the gates of my Giants, taking them down with stones.
No, your case is irrelevant; I am irreverent
of your existence. I won’t put your deception in high places.
instead, I raise here, my identity.
I am a woman of my own. The name I call myself