It’s coming from me From my ancestors lives stretching thousands of years before this one from billions of women in the collective consciousness right now as we shake off the dream that was the patriarchy we will not live a life of servitude we will not go quietly gracefully And we have been building this voice gradually and I hear it in my head Rage itches in very cell limbs

How much I have changed in what feels like such a short time is unnecessary to explain as I write this blog for myself and hope that only the blind read my words and cannot trace them back to me I am closing in on 30 and with each day that passes find myself dissolving into something I always longed for as a teenager I was so certain of myself