Author’s Note

This poem came from a moment I didn’t expect—where wanting something and resisting it existed at the same time. It’s about consent without force, surrender without demand, and the strange vulnerability of realizing how easily someone can reach you simply by asking

Two Words
Poetry by Rowan Evans

I’ve never felt like this before—
never felt this loss of control.

Two words
and I can’t stop it.
Two words
and I just speak.

That’s all it takes for me.
I get a thought,
I hint at the thought—
Say it, she said.

So I said it.

I didn’t want to.
She didn’t make me.
She just asks
and I fold.

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