She studied her reflection Starting at her feet, Strong, a little crusty from not wearing shoes She thanked them for keeping her grounded...

She wraps her cloak of absolution Tightly around you Shielding you from responsibility and blame Allowing you to hide Dissolve into the abyss of the victim   She rocks you gently Telling you that you are safe In your container of done to me   It was not you It was them   She assures you You do not need to change You can stay here with her In the bubble of shame She will hold you, she promises   She tells you, you have every right To feel hate, suffering To hold resentment To

To all the women I have been.... the small child lost in the haze of maternal weariness blending into the day to day the young woman who...