Her body is self-fullfilling, she owns herself, the power runs through her fingertips.
Her roots sit in crimson water, a veil of femininity covers her.
She chooses to feed on social norms, turning expectation to choices, choices that become her decisions.
She has dominated what was meant to belittle, switching the controls, in doing so she creates panic.
She has emasculated those who tried to make her submit, simply by her strength in exsisting.