Weeds grow where they want to; not where they're told to grow...


The Broken Column

(after the painting by
  Frida Kahlo, 1944)

You can see
That I am trapped
A woman
Corseted and nailed
Not quite the Christ
A man
Who would arise
And rule
My life
My shattered spine
But he does not
I rule
The column split
In two
But I am whole.

  Blue Nude with Hair in the Wind
  (after the cut-out by
  Henri Mattise, 1952)

  She danced seductively
  In Paris halls
  Now a cut-out paper doll
  Mere memories
  In blue
  Is all that she can be
  And all that he can ever know.


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