Walk Like a Man
Concentrate. Lead with my shoulders Walk with a swagger and springy knees. My body is a weapon My presence is charged At the crossing I stand like the world waits for me I lock up my rib cage Sag my pants When I must speak it's in single words dug deep from my throat. Focus. Do not falter or shift my weight. Take up space confidently Don't look down Don't think of my hair Hide anything not carefully neutral Think it. Be it. They still call me She.