Ntozake Shange's A Daughter's Geography
excerpt from "we need a god who bleeds now"
we need a god who bleeds
spreads her lunar vulva &
showers us in shades
of scarlet
thick & warm
like the breath of her
our mothers tearing
to let us in
this place breaks open
like our mothers bleeding
the planet is heaving
mourning our ignorance
the moon tugs the seas
to hold her/to hold her
embrace swelling hills/ I am
not wounded I am bleeding
to life
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