Flash Poetry: “Ammunition”

I am afraid
that when the time comes
I will not have enough ammunition
to protect her
even though
ammo is cheap.
If words could be locked and loaded
every woman could
raze the world
a hailstorm of bullets
made up of “good intentions”
and “sluts.”
When persisting
and resisting
are frowned upon
what else can
you do
but defend?

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