on spiders & strong women

on the matter of filament
she was unwavering — strident,
in-fucking-defatigable, as if all
my feathered attempts
to dust her down
presented another corner
from which to laugh,
willing to concede
not one of her many,
many legs.

Image: Lachlan on Unsplash

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