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BEFORE THE WAR

I was a woman before the war—

we took the arms of our enemies

and swung them from our crotches.

And lived with them there

until, like ticks, they grew inward, and we

were the first men. But we didn’t want

those stolen limbs anymore, and so tried

by force to give them back, hoping

the fists would come alive inside

women and grab hold. But when we were done

the arms only hung dumbly

between our tired legs, shrinking in time—

a useless door handle, a hung shadow

we walk upon.