Stone Soup Servings Presents: Neiel Israel


 

Stone Soup Servings is a regular series for Oddball Magazine that features upcoming performers at Stone Soup Poetry, the long-running spoken word venue in the Boston area that has partnered with Oddball Magazine. Stone Soup Poetry now meets from 7-9 p.m. every Monday at the Out of The Blue Art Gallery’s new location at 541 Massachusetts Avenue in Central Square Cambridge, Massachusetts. The open mike sign-up at 6:30 p.m.

On December, we have Neiel Israel as our first December feature. Read her work below and consider being in the audience next week and for the rest of the month’s stellar line up that puts a close to Stone Soup in 2015.

 

Naked

I am naked beneath my clothes
My skin trembles beneath the mask
This is not me
Women were never meant to wear clothes;
Our bodies weren’t made for clothes
But we do so for protection
From chaotic temptation
We wear clothes that cannot hide our jiggle
Watch us when we walk, spin the world when we walk
We use clothes as a blind fold for our skin
Soft skin, soft skin, metal zippers or buttons pressing against soft skin
When baring flesh became a sin- not because we had it
But we forgot about the spirit and then the sex became a habit
We are all civilized, and clothes are fine most times
But there are moments when a pu**y has to breathe
Forgive me please, for what I am about to say
Women do not like to wear clothes
But we are controlled by those who cannot control themselves
We are prisoners in our clothes, but the war is on our souls, and we must be covered
We bare the bobbed wired scars from wearing push up bras
Clothes only cover who we are, tight jeans become armor
We cover ourselves with head wraps and dresses that drag on the ground
We cover ourselves, and so much of who we are cannot be found
We cover ourselves when there is no relation between spirit and temptation
We cover ourselves when there is no relation between spirit and temptation
I am naked beneath my clothes
My skin trembles beneath the mask
This is not me