cut up knuckles from street fights,
his cheekbone is bruised,
his skin is a rainbow of colors,
anger simmers in his veins.

meet wrath.

rings glitter on her fingers,
she spins them round and round,
crunches diamonds between her teeth,
hording like a dragon.

meet greed.

he stays in bed all day,
books piling up next to him,
it can all be done tomorrow.

meet sloth.

she tips her chin up at the crowds,
her lover spits at her,
angry and in tears,
she watches but does not apologize.

meet pride.

her hands claw at shirts,
pulling them over her heads,
filling the room with slick sounds and thick smells,
this is the life.

meet lust.

his hands are outstretched,
reaching for the thing in someone else’s arms,
the world sits before him,
he begs for the object.

meet envy.

she grips the jewels in her hand,
bright flashes catching her eye somewhere else,
there is never enough,
more more more.

meet gluttony.

it’s the whole family,
watch how quickly they’ll kill you,
deadly habits.

—  7 deadly sins; l.m.

For those of you that do not know, there was recently a “meninist” movement at my high school. These same boys also burned a goldfish ALIVE for fun and posted about it on snapchat. So let’s just say they aren’t the best crowd. I would like to point out what was said after another girl spoke up about feminism. These boys followed her to a store and screamed at her from outside, trying to make her feel threatened. When people found out about this they tweeted the guy and his response was “nah fam we raped her!!!” Because apparently it’s funny to joke about rape. I want this going viral. You want to know why? I want women to feel safe about openly being a feminist. I want women to be able to walk alone at night. I want women to support other women. I want women to be equal in society.