Treva Lewis The 2River View, 8.1 (Fall 2003)

i break again the apple in my teeth.

red as menstruation and reflective as water,
its skin shows my irises,
two haloes blurred and faded
the way coastal fog obscures the sun and moon,
the way rules obscure my truth with
thou shall not eat,
thou shall obey his word and will.

i hunger to send my monthly river home to its ocean
where fluids mingle in a sister pact of yes,
we will be mothers of whores, daughters of virgins, yes,
we will be whole, human, holy.

my haloes darken in my red mirror.
i taste the sacrifice of my good reputation.

the only rule to follow is
thou shall not obey.

i break again the apple in my teeth.

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