Certified Copy

i feel to be a woman is to be in constant defense of some great truth. that truth being emotion and feeling. yet these things are naturally painted as trivial and illogical. to be a woman, is to be confronted with a facade of male intellect. constructed so to be a constant battling ground for the female psyche. conversations becoming a game of defeat, the act of waving a white flag. as oftentimes, men’s “rationality” poses true pettiness, not worthy of cognition.  i think every woman is the original, and men are their certified copy.