We wake before the sun Sometimes an alarm clock screams us from sleep Sometimes a lover Or the heavy thump of our dreams But we can get dressed in the dark. They tried to take our bodies So we memorized them And women do not forget. We taught ourselves everything they wouldn’t teach us. Learned to knead the knots out of own necks, To weave To feed To sing To scrub To fight To run
We wrote the books we wanted to read They built the house we live in and the ceiling is not glass Is not invisible The ceiling is heavy and and made of stone But somewhere, a girl kicks a sky light into it And for the first time, she sees the stars. ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Happy International Women’s Day to all my sisters. Past, present and future generations. I love you all.