(acrylic paint on foam board, spray paint, color pencil, clay, found objects)

She is not her body
She is mother nature,
endless space
and exploding stars

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She is not her body,
She is the cosmic universe-
an orbit of worlds revolving
within her rib cage.

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Planets turn on their axes,
wrapped around her waist

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She demands space.

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She is not her body,
She is the birth
and destruction
of the brightest star.

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She is divine retribution,
not it’s failed product.

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Fire
And weightless darkness.
She is not her body.
She is life itself.

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Gabrielle E. Lopez