“How do we give our children what they need to know to survive, and what they need to want to survive?”
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Mama is expansive, present, faithful, gender-full, ever-changing. Mom is stardust, and we are made of Mom.
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Maybe if Eve had spent more time singing lullabies to herself things would’ve turned out differently for all of us.
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Oh Lorde, if only I could hear what world is made in the breathless precision of silence.
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