" when my mother was pregnant
with her second child i was four
i pointed at her swollen belly confused at how
my mother had gotten so big in such little time
my father scooped me in his tree trunk arms and
said the closest thing to god on this earth
is a woman’s body it’s where life comes from
and to have a grown man tell me something
so powerful at such a young age
changed me to see the entire universe
rested at my mother’s feet "
Sayfa 39 - Andrews McMeel PublishingKitabı okudu
" father. you always call to say nothing in particular. you ask what i’m doing or where i am and when the silence stretches like a lifetime between us i scramble to find questions to keep the conversation going. what i long to say most is. i understand this world broke you. it has been so hard on your feet. i don’t blame you for not knowing how to remain soft with me. sometimes i stay up thinking of all the places you are hurting which you’ll never care to mention. i come from the same aching blood. from the same bone so desperate for attention i collapse in on myself. i am your daughter. i know the small talk is the only way you know how to tell me you love me. cause it is the only way i know how to tell you. "
Sayfa 33 - Andrews McMeel PublishingKitabı okudu
" when my mother opens her mouth
to have a conversation at dinner
my father shoves the word hush
between her lips and tells her to
never speak with her mouth full
this is how the women in my family
learned to live with their mouths closed "
Sayfa 31 - Andrews McMeel PublishingKitabı okudu
" there is no bigger illusion in the world
than the idea that a woman will
bring dishonor into a home
if she tries to keep her heart
and her body safe "
Sayfa 20 - Andrews McMeel PublishingKitabı okudu
" every time you
tell your daughter
you yell at her
out of love
you teach her to confuse
anger with kindness
which seems like a good idea
till she grows up to
trust men who hurt her
cause they look so much
like you
- to fathers with daughters "
Sayfa 15 - Andrews McMeel PublishingKitabı okudu
" she was a rose
in the hands of those
who had no intention
of keeping her "
Sayfa 14 - Andrews McMeel PublishingKitabı okudu
just being a woman
calling myself
a woman
makes me utterly whole
and complete
Sayfa 162
perhaps the saddest of all
are those who live waiting
for someone they’re not
sure exists
Sayfa 150
rivers fall from my mouth
tears my eyes can’t carry
Sayfa 112