Outrageous

Erase me from the stories

That match the knowledge you possess

With what I do

The words I say

They do not always mean

What you’ve been taught for them to mean

 

On a trial for the murder

I killed, the me of yesterday

The layers that I shed

Now lay here, near me on the floor

I stare at them and contemplate

All of the spells that I have broken

 

I stand here, bones and flesh

In the audacious visibility

How dare I, be in all this brazen starkness

Right in front of all these eyes

Some of who do stare

Some of who don’t seem to care

How dare I, be so outrageously exposed

Murmuring the wisdoms that I am learning

 

 

Anastasiia Ryzhkova