Pretty women fart

You keep calling it wind
Gas
Mood

Pretty women fart
You can't call it what it is
You fear the scent of
Us

Our scent
Our smell
Our nasty
Our power

All women are pretty
All women are beautiful

That cunt
That bitch
That slut
That dyke
That whore
That ho

Pretty women fart
You can't take our humanness

Our Spirit
Our God
Our Be

We are human and life
Water and fish
Mountains, art

You can't take our magic

So you call it something else