It is myth That Amazons chopped off one breast To make room for the strap of the labyrice It is not a myth that womyn sacrifice, nor that bodies are inconvenient Sometimes, we surrender the feminine for the fight, shift the weight of progress to our hips And balance guns like babies That is no myth, that is survival My father once said he believed myth propagated the species That the urge to believe was mostly stronger than belief itself and so survival Was belief in myth The lump in my sisters breast has led her to believe that her breasts are unreliable Still, she would rather have two She wonders who would be qualified to erase one half of her And what sort of weapon they would choose My father was the first to suggest That lesbianism was a weapon. He said For the most part, bodies are inconvenient, at least lesbian bodies are political. It was convenient that I found breasts lovely My sister asks if she would be lovely with only one breast. I tell her yes That bodies are political, I tell her yes, that sacrifice is progress. She tells me yes, that is your myth. She tells me this is my survival.
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