Poem by Liz Purcell
Resistance
Date Published: 2008-05-03 10:50
Author: Liz Purcell
She doesn’t cook. Very much.
Or knit and purl. Or sew and such.
She doesn’t smile . . . when some man says.
Even when . . . he’s the Prez.
She don’t wear blush. Or shave her pits.
Or wax her brows. Or zap her zits.
E’en at risk . . . of being called a lez.
She’s too depressed. She says.
