1.
Boys will be
boys, right?
Boys will be bodies.
Or my body
will be boys’.
What happens in
boys stays
in my body. Will
boys be in
my body whether I like it
or not.
2.
Dear dad(s),
do you believe
my
weighed-down body
groped body
boys on
my body with
one hand
silencing my
body
is trying
to scream.
3.
Sugar and
cunt ugly bitch
believe my
body
hears.
4.
Let me say my
own body —
body of
water
milk body
blood
body.
My fluid body
can be
(say it)
good.
Say it
all at once. I
believe
my body.
Kayla Berkey lives in Pittsburgh where she works as a news editor. She has published poems in Voices from the Attic Vol. XXI and Pittsburgh City Paper’s Chapter and Verse, and is a member of the Madwomen in the Attic writing workshops.
