a girl becomes true
warrior
the moment she can ride her
manual transmission car
on A50 highway
and paint eyelashes
in rearview mirror
using black mascara.
she wears
long hair braided tightly in two tails,
red lasting lipstick
as warning sign,
old scars in her heart,
new ones on her cold
skin.
a girl becomes true
warrior
when
she can listen all your words,
swords breaking through
her flesh and bones,
when
she can fly
or dance
or jump
or walk
under world’s cruel view,
where she only fights
to survive
for this species.
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