When we are in Oz, we are not
wolfgirl not pumpkingirl not Munchkingirl
not browngirl not countrygirl we are
girl. Girl. girlgirl. Mira, we are essence
there & any moment we could even turn witch.
Or we can percolate behind walls, become
Chinadollgirl, our skin brittling porcelain
in our sleep, our shoes fusing to our bodies:
careful, careful— we could break
at any moment. Everyone around us must step
cuidado
in our presence; everyone everyone, clear
a path, everyone everyone, step back.
The breath they hold will sound like reverence
but it will be fear. Is there a difference? After
all, you can bring everyone you love to Oz,
but you cannot make them wear heels.
Identity
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