Exit Poll
Where should I put
my feminist rage?
Chew it up,
swallow it,
let it sit
heavy in my gut,
undigested
for seven years?
Wrap it
in a body bag,
tie it at the knees,
dump it
in the Boston Harbor?
Deposit it into
a savings account
under my husband’s name?
Crush it
with my bare feet,
ferment it in oak barrels,
drink it alone?
Paint
my nails with it,
shiny, black, expensive,
sharpened
to points?
Or bestow it,
carefully
(a fragile
inheritance
cradled
against my chest)
upon my daughters?
Franziska (Franzi) Roesner a professor of computer science at the University of Washington. She was a poet first, though, and has returned to poetry recently. Her poetry has also appeared or will appear in Eunoia Review, Rust & Moth, The Loch Raven Review, and others. She lives in Seattle with her husband, two daughters, and one remaining cat.
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