I posted this on my Facebook page when the SCOTUS draft opinion overturning Roe v. Wade was leaked. Now that it’s official, so is the poem — on my website. It feels weird to tell you to enjoy the poem, given how I explore the implications of what is coming regarding women’s rights, but commiserate with me.

They’ve taken away the doctors 
They’ve taken away the doctors 
They’ve taken away the doctors 
They’ve put their faith 
in the strings of my heart 
formed to beat too fast 
if it works to create another; 
my life sacrificial, acceptable 
to make vulnerable food for their feast. 

They’ve taken away the surgeons 
They’ve taken away the surgeons 
They’ve taken away the surgeons 
They’ve put their faith 
in old blind women, and talk, and hips 
not wide enough to pass developed brains, 
and lies that we’ve always lived to be pregnant, 
every perineum made to split 
and snap back like Velcro. 

They’ve taken away the nurses 
They’ve taken away the nurses 
They’ve taken away the nurses 
They’ve put their faith 
in a god that didn’t create us 
bipedal, to push out unfinished 
crawling mewling on all fours 
crying for death when no hands 
are there to touch us. 

They’ve taken away the condoms 
They’ve taken away the condoms 
They’ve taken away the condoms 
They’ve put their faith 
in our naughty nature, 
a lack of chastity to yield flesh 
to abuse the only breathable planet, 
for he creates the leaders last — an afterthought, 
no! to kill the Prologue. 

They say it’s meant for 
us (no: 
men) to take over. Faith 
in a human godhood,  
a humble pride 
that cannot answer 
why food must first breathe. 

Who cares to care for wom— 
the flesh laboratories 
temperature 
controlled to curate 
more of the same minds? 

Find me a eunuch to love 
Find me a eunuch to love 
Find me a eunuch to love