Grandmother of my Grandmother, a poem

That tortured troll's stink-
clammy and pissy
soured milk and mean sweat
hateful cunt and sharp pits
would have smelled worse if she could

That vile matriarch
slave of a patriarch
misogynist mother
hated her little girls to death.
- stick em in a closet
stick em with a stick
let the men stick em 
with whatever they please

My grandmother's nails were perfect
My grandmother moisturized with scented oils
My grandmother patted with perfumed powders
My grandmother dripped in gold
My grandmother bleached her sheets in the sun
My grandmother drank her share
and yours
My grandmother bathed three times a day.