Image by Francesca Woodman
Don' t dare look past my flesh self
ignoring what discomfort troubles you.
I've come out so that I can be everything
I truly am- the co-worker, the mother, the friend
the wife and the lover.
I don't hide my intellect behind my body
anymore then I will shelter my flesh
with intellect or my personality.
I've shed my shell;
these breasts, the curves-
this flesh and bone
this is my architecture-
I embrace all that I am.
Michael A. Wells