(Poem) If you have forgotten by Jhilmil Breckenridge

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Copyright by Jilmil Breckenridge

If you have forgotten

who I am

If you have forgotten

how I sound

If you have forgotten

how I look

 

let me help you remember

 

i am not a doormat

i am not a wallflower

i am not a creeping vine

 

i do not whimper

i do not beg

i do not plead

 

i delight in my sun-kissed skin

With my non-size zero size

With the silver in my hair

 

my gift is presence

my gift is being

my gift is knowing

 

so let me tell you

if you have forgotten

 

i am stronger than the banyan tree

and more fragile than the iridescent wings of a dragonfly

 

i love in a heartbeat and you will be magnetized

but if you try to own me, i will soar free

 

i howl loudly, like a she-wolf, proud, celebrating

my ancient and innate wisdom

 

i walk free, my hips swaying like a gajagamini

my anklets tinkling; i am not afraid to wear flowers in my hair

just because

 

i love and love and love

because love is the only religion i follow

 

i have joy and i have bliss

because there is nothing you have that i want

 

i dance; the joy of a hundred soul sisters

dancing through me

 

authenticity is my middle name and lies make me vomit

 

i am all woman, all heart, and i am free

 

i call home the ground under my feet

and i am always running, moving, dancing, shifting

 

i am you and you are me and we are a hundred other names

 

do you remember now?

 

can you ever forget?

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