I and Me
I'm a Feminist,
but I keep an XO elbow-purse
with a magnetic clasp
and a hidden pocket for
extra-personal items
because Aunt Jill gave it to me
for Christmas last year.
I'm an antimaterialist,
even though I save up coins in a
used vitamin water bottle
not because I like counting them
but to defy my spendthrift nature
to defy something others say
is uncontrollable.
I'm afraid of heights,
even when my cat Momo
gets chased up a tree
by the neighbor's yapping—chihuahua
and I have to climb looking up
hands shaking going down
with myeowling claws digging in.
I'm a young adult,
especially to my mom
but not in school because
we need to act adult to be “prolific”
and not with our friends because
we need to act younger
to be “cool.”
I am the only me here,
who can think what I think
before I think anything
because me and I are the same
except when me is the object
and I decide to change me—for a moment
to defy what is said to be
uncontrollable.
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