Women.
Women are a god sent. Don't even argue with me, women are the reason this earth has existed and we are the reason it will continue to exist. Even through oppression, through boots being pushed against our necks by men who spit and sneer, "No,". We rise. Through prodding and plucking of our essential needs to live, being examined and torn apart as if we are not only objects but specimens left here after the dust and debris. As if we are anyone's to save. We are not. I used to read essay after essay from a woman who made my head spin with her words and sentences. Her life was a literal and metaphorical mess and she owned every bit of it, never letting any one, any man, tell her to clean it up. She seemed like a woman who would go and do as she pleased, and if anyone dared to defy to her, she would simply breathe smoke in their face and saunter off. I wanna be that woman. I want to be undefined, unwritten, and uncommon out of everything in this world. Writing women are the best. They speak for every the women who have lost their voices after the dust and debris. They know when to say, "That's unfair," or "Don't talk above me," and they are able to do it in a way that the superior can't understand. Because no one but women can understand the struggle with femininity. How when you are weak, you are a woman. How poverty has been feminized, as if a higher power themselves bestowed it upon us. They did not. No one is born lucky. No on is born and meant to be in a higher place and women will continue to testify their "natural" unluckiness until we are granted the same power of those who prosper. To the women in my life; Thank you. Without you I wouldn't know what it means to be woman. I wouldn't be as proud as I am today. I love you all.
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Rosalinda
4/8/2017 11:48:15 pm
Love how you started and ended this!
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Sharon
4/16/2017 04:03:21 pm
Enjoyed reading your blog. Great blog
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AuthorGrace Willcox. High school student. Likes to think of herself as cunning & witty. Probably isn't. Enjoy. Archives
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