The Completion of Girl

I am the girl who touches the hot stove 
I speak in volumes considered uncouth 

I have scars and bruises and secrets and an honesty that blisters my lips 

I have stolen 

I drink and smoke and I enjoy myself 

I swear like a wounded sailor 

And people would say that I behaved just like the boys

Ignoring my femininity 

This girl can hold her own 

Got to be able to piss with the big boys

Taught to be equal but not free 

I have grown into a woman who will not be told what to do

I like to watch things burn and write about the smoke that stings my eyes and makes my eyeliner run 

I have people in my life who inspire me and I have cut out people who disrespected me

I always carry scissors in my back pocket for just such an occasion 

I know I have something to prove

Something to leave behind 

And after a while I realised It was to take up space 

Use my voice 

The words at my disposal 

Connect with someone who truly understands the bullshit we all fight through 

Or take them to a place they never knew they wanted to visit 

I am the alpha and the omega 

Feminine and masculine 

I am not outspoken, I am spoken 

~ Moxie McMurder 

Burn the Witch Art 

The Daughters of Revolution 

This poem was inspired by a tweet by Kim Kelly.

The Daughters of Revolution 

With his back to me he said 

Your daughter’s beauty will start a revolution in the neighbourhood 

A pack of fierce girls, I thought 

Beauty 

And the beast 

Living as one 

Living in each daughter 

Born of my fire and love 

I birth and nurture these rebels 

Their names will be remembered 

The she wolves of revolution 

~ Moxie McMurder 

Burn the Witch Art