Who do you think you are?

A poem by Lisa Geraghty

Who do you think you are, they said?

With your shoes and your grand designs.

With your opinions and indulged femininity.

Who do you think you are, they said?

With your swag and your shameless self-portraits.

No air too thin or cold for you to hoist your head.

Probing eyes map her path, to see

But not include this time.

He whispers, she laughs, a touch, a graze, a glance.

Some newspapers will be sold today.

Who does she think she is, they said?

Discomfort in her freedom

Let me tell you who she thinks she is.

She is a sister, a daughter, a friend.

She is of tough skin and soft heart

And of pride, and breeding to understand

That she can start again tomorrow.

Same shoes, same brass, more lived to give.

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