Poem: Eves

We are told
that Eve ate the apple
and the sky fell down
so that we grow up
fearing our own
deep desires
that would set us free
if we let them.
We are told
our nakedness is our shame
and shame is
our inheritance
so we cover ourselves with
fig leaves
and make secrets out of
everything that makes us
human.
We are told
it is a dangerous thing,
to want -
that if we reach
for that which we deeply crave
in our very bones
we will break the world
right down the
middle.
We are told these stories
yet somehow
we do not realize
that if we have the power
to sink mighty ships and
bring down the ceiling of
the earth
with our desires -
perhaps
we are the gods, these Eves
and those who would
cage us with their stories
the treacherous
snakes.