Trace my back
and find the fading tracks
of the fearless women
who first carried
the brave bones
of my spine.

I breathe the same
aflamed breath of
those Eves
I met and haven’t
who died and lived
before my birth.

Inside me flows
the blood destined
to survive.
My mother and
the many mothers
before her did.

I won’t let the world
tell me otherwise.

03.08.2018
©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
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For all the dauntless females! Today is not our day.
It’s everyday!

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23 Comments

  1. What a beautiful tribute to International Women’s day. Although we live in the present, our actions are guided by the past. Love this. May I reblog?

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  2. This is such a strong poem too. I love the line “blood destinies to survive” my “mothers and my mother’s mother” enforcing the importance of women and female lineage being as important or more than the make dominance of society.

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