b r a v e b o n e s

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
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For all the dauntless females! Today is not our day.
It’s everyday!
❤