“It’s a girl”
The doctor proclaimed
My mothers face glowed
But the others looked disappointed.
A few days later
They put the ceremonious snake around my neck
It was to teach me the ways of the world
To guide me through life
Since I was a girl and didn’t know better.
I didn’t notice the snake till I was 3
You decided to take your anger out on me
The snake, an avatar of you,
Decided to help
It tightening around my neck,
While you put the bolt on the bathroom door.
For the first time, I knew what scared meant.
The snake now had a purpose
Growing like a basilisk and
Constricting me till I conform.
Every time I wore a skirt, shorts, or showed a little skin in public
It tightened just enough to make me panic
Just enough to make me change
Every time I saw a…
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