POEM BY SOPHIA KOLOTOUROS
I travelled in enclosed hearts
strange rough bodies
male bodies with erected phalluses
male bodies unexplored continents
I traveled in these bodies
I enjoyed their flowing juices
I wondered if they knew
how to touch a woman
if they wanted to conquer a woman.
Like we conquer them touching
edges of their chord-emotions entering,
piercing through, suckling, and turning them dry
we drip our own poison.
We conquer our victims.
Who has seen us as victims?
Who conquered us?
In the war of genders they see us as trophies.
They place their flags in our bodies
and leave in a delirious state.
The new century returns to Matriarchy
and I already set my web
for unsuspecting males