Woman’s Soul (to Mahsa Amini)

My “Must”
is hunting me
since I was a
My “Sine Qua Non”
Is crawling
still captive.

My brothers
throwback my future.
Trembling
lest I break
the circle
of she-tragedy.

For I am a stone
getting on their way
shamelessly.

I am  soma.
An earthy effigy.
Fragile
and thirsty.

I am soul.
I am wind
locked
into a typhoon.

I will howl
loudly.
I will escape
forever.
I will fly
tomorrow.

No,
somebody like Icarus.
Neither,
such as Iphigenia.

*excerpts in English from the Greek  poetry collection titled “Kravges Zoses” by Christina Kollias