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