Here we meet

 This time

feeling the thickness of the air

the cells in my body,

and my breath is heavier

charged with ancient stardust

with the imprint, there

with the message, we must

carry all womanhood's fair

before, now, and after,

the wombs and the breasts

and all the burden, and all the suffer,

 the pain, the guilt, the worry and all the rest;

for devotion,for biology, 

for love, for hate, and now fear

and all that crap, feminist ideology;

the process of disintegration

molding, rotting, now, here,

and through the generations

and in this life of mine, so sweet,

suddenly turned bitter.

Here we meet

And I am not the quitter