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Dec 11
poem 7 comments
Drift

To Women

Women are a wonderfully fantastic force.
We know the feeling of fear in the night,
that familiar heart pound
and how drums cry out in our eardrums
when the street is dark
and our heels are high.
But that's why we travel in packs,
so the keys don't lace between our fingers
and we don't cut our knuckles on the teeth.

We bite our cheeks
and our tongues
and draw blood
as we stay calm and silent,
because it's the quiet that is dangerous
and the most ominous.

We scream when we feel the need,
voices molten and biting,
breath like acid
and words like knives.
It's a blend of sensations,
stabbing and pulling
and disgustingly cold
that it burns up
from the inside out,
we let the anger consume us if need be,
because we are the titans that roam the earth.

We are there for each other,
arms outstretched
and wide,
inviting,
and warm,
delicate,
and it feels like home
when you curl into her.
When she pulls you close
and pets your hair,
smoothing down the strands,
and you can feel the tears pouring
and bleeding into her shirt
but she doesn't care
because you are more important.
We steady one another,
remind each other
that we are warriors,
light on our feet
and wonderfully deceiving.

Women are the ones who reminded me
through example
why I love what I love
and that I can fight for what I want in life.
Women are the ones who reminded me
that I can get to where I want to be in life.
Women are the ones who reminded me
that sometimes life doesn't go my way,
and it's okay to cry
so long as we get back up
and dust ourselves off again
and sprint full speed ahead once more.
Women are the ones who reminded me
that no matter the path I take
that it is a path,
and my path is important too.

Women are the ones who remind me
day in
and day out
to fight,
and to fight however I need to.
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Posted: 12.11.18
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  1. semacdonald
    Dec 12, 2018

    i love this

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  1. Drift
    Dec 13, 2018

    thank you!

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  1. ShanRippWriting
    Dec 13, 2018

    love love love

    Shannon Ripp

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  1. Drift
    Dec 13, 2018

    thanks!

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  1. BloodMoon825
    Jan 13, 2019

    Agreed- I absolutely love this. So inspiring and so necessary at this time. And the way you've gone about it...truly amazing. Thank you for sharing this!

    "I do not agree with a word you say but will defend to the death your right to say it."
    - Voltaire

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  1. Drift
    Jan 23, 2019

    Of course I had to share this, I think with how some things have been going over in the world as of late that I just got real worked up over this subject and this happened! Thank you for your support.

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  1. fire girl
    Aug 26, 2019

    Love This!

    " to choose to write is to reject silence" - Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

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