Poem: "What Makes a Woman"
This poem came from the January 3, 2012 Poetry Fishbowl. It was prompted by fayanora and sponsored by zianuray. Yes, some natural-born women really are this nasty to other women who weren't blessed with XX bodies. "Gynoid" is fayanora's term for an android with female attributes.
What Makes a Woman
"What makes a woman,"
the gynoid said to the feminists,
"is the nature of her soul."
"You don't have a soul,"
said one of the feminists.
"What makes a woman is a pair of X chromosomes."
"Get out of here," another said.
"The more you gynoids agitate for rights,
the harder you make things for real women.
You're not even human!"
Before long, the meeting turned ugly
and the feminists drove her out
of the little community center beside the park.
The gynoid sat down on a park bench,
far from the crowd where no one would see,
and cried without tears.
Another woman came and sat down beside her.
"I'm still a woman," the gynoid said to her,
"even though I don't have a pair of X chromosomes."
"I don't have a pair of X chromosomes either,"
the woman said, opening her clothes
to show the faint silvery scars
where her breasts had been created
and her genitals had been reconstructed.
"So, the question is:
are you going to let those bitches stop you?"
the woman asked.
"No," the gynoid said.
"Me neither," the woman said.
So they shook hands and became allies.