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.
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*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
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