The Woman Stood Up,
and Put On, her dance clothes,
put on, whatever she had, together...

a dress, a long wig,
put on, all her tears on her wound, on her feathers, even on her sky!

Wear that red pleated skirt, with those deep, dark, smudges of blood, wear the wind and war in her fingers!
Wear the chirping and singing on it, and all that is left naked, with hugs!
She wore and wore and stood ...
woman stood, stood on all those things
and danced ...

A.R Ameri | Supergirl