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
is mine.