I am a revolutionary.

I am a revolutionary and I do not have purple hair or nipple rings. I do not have 'Fuck me' tattooed on my ass and I do not have my clitoris in a pickle jar above my head. I do not have sex with strangers and drink until I'm sick and listen to punk music and throw rocks at people waiting at the bus station and carry around a copy of "Catcher in the Rye" in my back pocket and beat my husband and scream at small children and tip-toe through the sanctuary in the nude and get arrested because I let all the animals out of their cages at the zoo. I am not a revolutionary for aesthetics.

I am not so easy to find.

I am the mild-mannered poet, and the quiet, angry daughter. I am sitting in the back of your kitchen and at your office at night I go to my bedroom and roll on the floor in a fit of silent desperation.

I am a revolutionary, and I will not tell you to go fuck yourself, but I am working hard to destroy you.