I tried to change. Closed my mouth more. Tried to be soft, prettier. Less... awake. Fasted for 60 days. Wore white. Abstained from mirrors. Abstained from sex. Slowly did not speak another word. And that time my hair I grew past my ankles. I slept on a mat on the floor. I swallowed a sword. I levitated. Into the basement. Confessed my sins. And was baptized in a river. Got on my knees and said, "Amen". And said, "I mean". I whipped my own back. And asked for dominion at your feet. I threw myself into a volcano. I drank the blood and drank the wine. I sat alone in begged and bent at the waist for God. I crossed myself in thought. I saw the devil. I grew thickened skin on my feet. I bathed in bleach. And plugged my menses with the pages from the holy book. But still inside me coiled deep was the need to know. Are you cheating? Are you cheating on me? - Lemonade by Beyonce.
, by Gabriel Czubak