Upon Leaving

  Your littlest

  rib has

  attempted

  to leave.

  it is trying to

  make a new

  woman.

  More Lilith,

  no Eve,

  she will shun

  creation.

  She will become

  a broken bare

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  ship's hull on

  a desert cliff.

  Her shifting

  weight then only

  recalls when all

  was sea.

  Her body will

  not feel the

  rocking needs

  of men, she

  will be no other's

  lover. She will

  sway alone in

  single minded sin.

  -Kat Isacson