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A Poem by Danielle Thilette

Slit my throat!
Burn me at the stake!
Still I rise with power, rage, and grace.
An ache in my belly from breaking your cage. You cannot contain this holy plague.

With Blood in my teeth and bones at my feet. Hips dance elliptical orbits. My voice sounds the fleet. We are coming with hunger, courage, and grief.

You spilled our blood.

We flow with hurricanes in our veins. Our wombs release your burdens of shame.

Our throwns reclaimed.
Our throwns reclaimed!

Goddess of Earth
Mother of All
The Black Woman Rises
We ain't never gone Fall.




© 2018 Danielle Thilette


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Added on July 28, 2018
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Danielle Thilette
Danielle Thilette

Somewhere, VA



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