furies | by Therese Doherty
black is our colour, darkness our home / and red blood flows through our chthonic bodies / its own bright unlight
lighting lightless eyes with fury
that motion through emotion – anger – arrives
teller of troubling truths, revealer of wrongs
we’ve been told, we women, not to feel it
certainly not to show it
so unladylike, so inappropriate
but we do feel it
