This world
has a way
of making women hard.
Heartbreak
has a way
of making women hard.
I’d rather be soft
supple
vulnerable
pliable
warm
I’m a mother.
It’s the most important thing
to me.
It’s a sacred calling
which this world
does not much support.
We must compete
bite
scratch
claw
to eek out our existence
So they say
I’m weary of
this lack mentality.
I’d rather fly
with the birds
over the ocean
into the sun.