My body is the home of my soul
the house of my desires
it has known chaos and violation
it has known joy and jubilation
it knows the insults of all that would not honor it
which is to say our culture that devalues all that is female
even as society denies that reality
this body is my home, my house, my sanctuary
this body is inviolable, innately holy
the home of my soul
my sacred cells,
my blessed blood
my tears, my laughter,
my eyes that see,
my tongue that names
my heart that knows
my mind that refuses to forget
my hands that resist the chains
my legs, strong and free that dance
and jump and run
home, run home, run home
to me