Child of the Darkness

When i was born my parents could not decide what to name me so they left it to my paternal grandmother. My maternal grandmother was not too happy about this, after all it was her daughter that carried this first child. I do not know why this part is relevant because my paternal grandmother got…

Body Worshipping

When the morning is being flawless, And your words are being perfect. I will curl myself up into a ball and remind myself Of the countless flawless mornings that ended up in Tear washed mascara and chipped nails. I will remind myself of burning eggs on a stove you thought was too expensive for a…

Vaginal Spears

I have heard that there are women in my mother’s village with spears for vaginas, My sister sees them in her dreams sometimes. These are the goddesses the universe forgot to speak about, The gods somehow neglected and Shoved under mats of male “gods” and saviors clothed in pants and penises. I have heard her…