Feminism

They outlawed touch between those of the same body, no twins, no sisters, no friends, no neighbors an oddity, the way I wash my hair, the way I bare my teeth?

get used to that word, perverse you might as well get used

       to spit in your face 

and know pacific as an ocean

       just some innocent ocean 

get used to flaunting your fists reach across wall, ice, lock, myth across lies we don't exist while a candidate swears on a Bible he's no queer

I never knew what I was till I knew my name. Dyke. Lesbiana, the young girls jeer and I know there must be one among them swinging her skirts brashly hearing her own name, seeing herself in me, and I have loud names for this, burnt kiss, singe risk, pride stronger tendon tender grin fist hand human natural animal hand.