When at night her feet grew roots
and her chest split open
waking her
she stood in front of a mirror
to examine her breasts
where a new lump
sprouted under her fingers
the size of a pebble
yet felt like a stone
thrown at her standing
in the middle of a stadium
to punish her body
for allowing a man to worship it
for baring her breasts
able to turn water
into nourishment
Edytta A. Wojnar emigrated from Poland in 1986. Her poems have appeared in Paterson Literary Review, Shot Glass Journal, Adanna, and other journals. Her chapbook Stories Her Hands Tell was published by Finishing Line Press in 2013, and the chapbook Here and There in 2014.
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