Embers of Emergence

And so after the silence of lifetimes, She pours forth

What’s in her Heart, and feels free finally just to Be.


Behind these secret walls which She herself has erected,

She emerges into the light of her own Life, waiting patiently for Her to arrive.


She sees not what has been created by Others to contain her Spirit

But the space beyond, echoing in her bones to emerge Free.

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Witness the Beast

Pain circles the drain,

My womanhood taken

At such a young age

Used for nothing sacred.


With no face to blame

The pain seems intent

on remaining unseen

Felt only through a dream.


The stories I will tell

When I am old will

be night as Black,

Please shove them back.


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