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I have nothing to fear from monsters. It was people who broke my teeth with rocks. It was men who made them think it was necessary. It was angels who watched me crying & stared when I yelled at them. It was monsters who took me inside their bodies for warmth, pleasure & sustenance. It was me who took the form of thirteen birds & died on the sand in a circle. It was meteor (may she lay us waste) who landed in the circle killing everyone. It was everyone who died. It was everyone who, briefly, was resurrected. It was everyone who immediately died again. It was empty I held in my arms after. It was the future I hold in my arms now & call holy. It was the future I kept inside my drawer with the shirts & pants. It was the microscope I used to figure out what my blood was made of. It was hospitals my blood was made of. It was ambulances I found in my breathing. It was the water that came out when I died. It was the water inside me I left to my children. It was daughters they were called by everyone but their mother. It was daughter they wrote on their chests in red ink. It was communion they had with my water then. It was me whose face hit the pavement. It was people who broke my teeth with rocks.