I know that I have never slept
safe
in anyone's arms
that angels never watched
over me
and so
it does not surprise me
that you sing no lullabies
to little girls.
I was
a female Paul Bunyan
who on my first day of life
ate a seed
became a mommy.
22 years later
I am "girl"
as though men's kisses
cradled me, soothed me
did not ask me
to forget
this small strength that I have
to say that I
am a woman
and in that woman is a child
an I will sing to her
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