Political Poem: Jasmine

Running Woman

Running woman,

you run past me

but I want to hold on

to your vision 

for a moment longer

I notice your back

your sports bra 

is digging 

into your skin

Run,

running woman 

run till you free 

yourself

from the gaze

that smirks at you

Your running 

is not a performance

for them

It's a revolution

Let your stride 

carry you over to a place 

where jiggling flesh 

is beautiful

Run past,

Fast

so they don't register 

who you are

Transcend,

so they don't realize 

what brought 

the change

in the atmosphere 

You have slit 

the air 

And made a place 

for yourself

Run till you can just slip by

No effort 

only release, only release 

Run, running woman

run and tomorrow 

I'll join you

Breathless
our beads of sweat

will be all the glow we need.