Venus in Chains

She folded herself up and cut
A poem into her flesh. The words
Heal like Braille upon her skin.

Braille upon her skin, to save
Silence from the spoken word;
The spoken word; the spoken word;

The spoken word; the spoken word;
Speaking to her still. She agreed
To be forced by men who lack.

Now she has celebrity,
Money, a torn vagina:

Broken

As she was

Before she was.

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