Carissa Robinson
Sep 6, 2018 · 2 min read

Take a woman whole,

Fully clothed,

Jean skirt

T-shirt

Vessel of dignity,

Inner beauty

Place her before you.

Adjust,

Just like that.

Take your calloused fingers,

Run them along

The soft contours of her body

Pull out your sharp tongue

Blade-edge scrape her psyche

Draw a little blood

Watch it trickle,

Stain.

Smirk.

Witness her t- fall

Lacy bra reveal

Nipples-’neath-B-cup pucker,

Shoulders hunched

Head down cast

Take a woman whole,

Topless

Dignity-cracked,

Plant her in window

Houseplant

Light-catcher.

Feel bigger

Notice.

How the shadows cast by light

window-welcomed

Play across her skin,

Creep,

Hide in myriad crevices,

Drift amidst skin flaps.

Grab magnify-glass

Hold it up

Gaze upon exposed flesh,

Seeing-eye made giant

Scowl.

Sneer.

Call her

-Ugly

-Old

-Used-up, washed out

Inhale satisfaction as her

Denim drops

Piles around ankles

Lacy undies, size L, revealed

Snort,

Pig-disgust,

Watch her

Concave

Try to hide

What cannot be hidden

Nor forgotten

Grunt.

Take a woman

Whole

Partial-naked, bra and panties

Perch her in street corner

Giggle at the gawkers who gather to see the way the light chases shadows around the contours of her body

“Speak,” you command

“Perform”.

Guffaw when her mouth opens,

Lets out,

Silence.

“See?

Women ought to remain silent

They have nothing worth hearing to say.”

Watch.

See yourself

Strip her

Rip her

Cast her bare,

“Your Handiwork”.

Take a woman naked

Broken

Dignity-drained

And watch her disappear.

Carissa Robinson

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Writer mom, old cold coffee nurser, thought unboxer, poeticish… Find me at: www.carissajoyrobinson.com