Lady Hawk
Supplication for Transmutation to become a
cebolla, a desert bloom, anything to subsist this solar plexus of
self-blame...can't exist anymore as human woman anymore...cannot breathe
stifling unsure...better to to be a Hawk, a predator than be predated upon.
Soaring down, screeching to collect my
rations of Scorpions and Snakes easier to ingest than narrow-minded hypocrite
judgements, my inhuman voice now intractable to avoid counterfeit
extrapolations, I Despise Lies, Go tell your Envoys and Spies, Must take to the
skies, cannot acquiesce or remit to Smarmy, pseudo-concerned judgements of
Sanity Cease your Block on my Destiny's Sky, I Will Swoop Down and Cause
Calamity, Beware the Sharpness...these are newly born talons.
This poem was first published in Down in
the Direct Magazine.
Hope Vigil-Alvarez
Hope Vigil-Alvarez is an American poet
from Southern California. Publishing credits include Birdsong Anthology
(Volume 1) May 2016, Not My President Anthology by Madness Muse Press December
2016, Dissident Voice February 2017, and Scars Publications September 2020
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