She is they.
She is ze.
She is we.
She is me.
She is your
friend,
Your sister,
your cousin,
your teacher.
She is a stranger.
Your aunt,
your boss,
your preacher.
She is many
voices
Choked back by
tears
of criticism
of humiliation.
She can’t even
whisper
Silenced from
fear.
of rejection
of retaliation.
Risen from the
flame.
Left in the
ashes
Sorrow and
shame.
Who no one will
tame.
The past behind.
The future she
claims.
in power suit
and heels.
She is the grandma
who makes the
best meals.
She is the
celebrity
you would love
to meet.
She is the destitute
living on the
street.
She is the small
child
cowered in fear.
She is the
woman
you see in the mirror.
She is ze.
She is we.
She is me.
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