*poem under construction

We gather like clouds
Come together slowly and sticky as ice
We are loud
Be afraid of our crackling
You know our voices well
You know how we thunder
How we
Woman

How we stare
How we see through
How we understand
You know that we know

We are an easy place to land
Come get this bosom
Come rest your head

We preaching
We telling stories
Come hold your hand over this good fire

We are everywhere

We pray
We hope
Visit
Sing

We mother
We sister
We friend and auntie

We answer questions
Have hard conversations
We ain't afraid of this work
Ain't afraid of dirt, blood, blisters on these hands
Go ask somebody

We sit
We cry
We move on purpose
We win and fail
Fall and get up
We remember
We know

You wanna know
Why we hear
Why we lung
Why we flesh
Why we so skin in the game

We know this is not a game