Becoming
Dounia Sadeghi
It was not beautiful
The way I became a woman.
Willing the pain
To take my unprized innocence.
And thinking of the imbalance
Of my checkbook.
The smell of cigarettes and
Intimacy lacking
Took me
Propelled me
Towards realized, actualized
Womanhood.
Afterwards:
Unable to remember my girlhood fantasies,
I had been plucked from obscurity
By Woman Hood and her false promises.
