Woman
By Laura Gibbs
Too much love
too little woman.
I dream, sometimes – is
my blood as thick
hair-long, voice-
high, waist-slim?
Am I woman?
Changing, masking
“greedy thing”
that dares love
twice as much as Venus.
Writhing whisper of the
in-between
indecisive, indefinable
I am woman.
Illustration by Anna Kuptsova
