For Jordan

When your eyes meet mine What do you see? There is a power in my silence and rage in my screams...Do I offend you with my scars, and my loud voice, my unadulterated and matter of fact..s...My voice has never been tiny- like my breasts, my shoulders, that carry the weight of the WORLDS- HIS, MINE AND YOURS.... I came out of a girl as a woman heated and obtuse so who is teaching whom? Mother, Lover, Sister, Priest, Priestess...WITCH BITCH SLUT CUNT....whore... stupid junkie WHORE...Yes haha, I'll wear that one with pride. The type of pride YOU will never know. I am the mother of hero's and the survived. The pride of a Lioness...The mother of a LION!