Feminist Rage

glow

i took the broken-off pieces

and made them something special.

i turned them into art

so that they meant something again.

i swept up all the dust

and put it in the parts of me

that i used to call empty.

i'm no longer hollow:

there's life and there's love

and a masterpiece inside me now.

and i glow.

oh, how i glow.

i glow for the nights when

i forgot how bright the light could be.

i glow for everyone lost in the dark.

i glow.

i glow for me.