Foremother Writing my
Foremother Writing our Re s
Empire
Dreams
Friends
Sexuality
Family
Nationality
Travel
Leisure
Migration
work
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Education
Empire
Leisure
Sexuality
Family
Dreams
Politics
Nationality
Travel
Education
work
Friends
A love poem to our foremother(s) We would like to address you in a more personal way, But we honestly do not know how to express… Your thoughts, your live(s) and what held sway, Who you are to us is a continuous construction in progress.
It’s hard to articulate your ambitions and heights, Not to be deaf to your multiple tongues, Your grey tones, your lost and won fights, And to find out where “She” belongs.
So let’s re-appropriate dichotomies and make some NOISE! Patriarchal vocabularies can’t give you a proper voice,