entrance into the cave of the mysteries

i was born mistakenly

without a phallus of my own

the tiny testes were absent

i was born with girlie parts

the xx disaster

in a time and place

where the power of the cunt

has been surrendered

ripped and stripped

tortured, mutilated

and held for ransom

the tides, the moon

the braided feminine

indoctrinated self deprecation

to think

to love

to fuck

to demand

to fight

to own self accountability

to never be afraid to go to hell

to be a whore

gladly and proudly

i know my sisters

i see them in my dreams

women of every shape and size

women of all races, cultures, locations

women who are prisoners in their flesh

the feminine resides in all things

she is stirring, she cannot stay contained

when the shackles are broken

we will see dancing like never before

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