I shout out to deny my mouth its rights to quiet peace
I fist my hand to deny it the right to caress a child
I slam my feet into the earth to deny them of their right to float lengthwise on a feather bed
What are our rights?
That's what I said.
Pacified for now, the heart of my jewels shines Opened for now, the treasure trunk dusty genie lamps heave wishes Closed for now, the door t...