Shrill: Notes From A Loud Woman – Christine E. Ray

Maybe so, so?

Brave & Reckless

you call me shrill
whenever I interrupt
whatever VERY important thing
you must be saying
to speak my truth
your tone patronizingly implying
that my voice is so shrill
it could break mirrors
etch glass
whenever I am audacious enough
to steal the floor from you
to speak
but why settle for merely etching  glass
when I could engrave metal
chisel granite
write my truth onto the very stars?
maybe I am a shrill
loud bitch
. . . but that doesn’t make me wrong

© 2019 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved

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