Mothers of Exile
Lady Liberty’s silent lips whisper, we are ONE, a nation indivisible mothers sisters, daughters, grandmothers...tired, sore, The “wretched refuse” of this patriarchal shore Generations Exiled within our own skin... huddled outside controversial clinic doors suffering judgement, Yearning to bleed free. ————- *reflections on the constant attack on women in our society (& globally), specifically access to all-inclusive Healthcare options — denying us control over our own bodies, choices... autonomy/freedom. *Photo Credit: Artist Steph Klabin Follow her on instagram @steklabin
