My Body

by Adriana Rocha

My whole being,

A sculpture given

From birth to death,

My letter of presentation

And identity,

My temple that

Holds my soul,

My past, present, and future

Where minutes and hours

Draw timelines,

My walking armor

I wear to confront life,

My seduction weapon

That feeds staring eyes

Craving for beauty

And femininity,

My equipment

I use at work,

My organ that speaks

Of health and wellness,

The language

I use to express myself,

And my living tool

I carry when giving

Steps on this earth