Am I My Own Eve?
By Isabel Mina for FW 22
Am I my own Eve
Taking from what is not mine
To fulfill what I don’t need?
If what I take is not a glossy apple atop a forbidden tree
And temptation doesn’t coil green with envy
Then why is it that I still am drawn
To take liberally
From my own time and care
Which I give to others
Who discard my affection;
Perhaps I should be more greedy with myself
If I was given the world
In an agreement to keep myself whole
Then why is it that I
Continue to run with the scissors
That cut ties with my own disposition
And leave me longing
For others to validate my being
And why does it feel as though
That the flood runs rampant
And I wash myself out by giving myself away
But there is no arc to save me
And I am wiped away in the deluge
What if I am my own Eve
And the only sin
Is not a sin to mankind,
But rather the injustice I do to myself?