Mother says there are locked rooms inside all women.*

AfricanFeminism (AF)

I used to think it was the darkness
That put you in a bad place
I’ve only now come to realize
It’s the lights that flood your existence
That seem to haunt you

As soon as they come on
You look for the spots the lights don’t reach
So you can crawl there, covered by the warmth and cover of darkness

While most crave movement and sound,
You are  satiated by the emptiness and fullness of silences

Alone, you negotiate between the different women that make you

Undisturbed,
You filter the orchestra of thoughts
Into varying octaves

Allowing each to sing her tune

*****

Mother says there are locked rooms inside all women. That the different women housed within are the only ones that can unlock those doors. That you must be patient. That you must sit with each of them, one at a time. Speak their tongues. Hear their stories…

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