"[W]e are each drawn / to the forms of life / which make / us feel sovereign." In this long poem in three parts, Troyan addresses the positional reality of what it means to be a woman. First in the terror of adolescence, second configured in a relationship with a man who stands specifically postured as a signifier of the military-industrial complex, and finally through the cipher of a media-influenced female sexuality dominated by bachelorette parties and the inherent oppressiveness of heterosexuality. Sexuality can never be simple, and Troyan's text demonstrates the forms of hierarchy serving to obstruct any sovereign release.
