Dafna

“Clearly, she was enjoying herself to see that woman hurt. It was nothing she had desired. Nor did it seem as if she could control it, this inhuman sweet sensation to see another human being squirming. It hit her like a stone, the knowledge that there is pleasure in hurting. A strong three-dimensional pleasure, an exclusive masculine delight that is exhilarating beyond all measure. And this too is God's gift to man? She wondered.”
― Ama Ata Aidoo, Our Sister Killjoy

“Your days still half-opened, crackle like the fires to come. Outside. The earth. Wind. Night. Unfold for you. Listen to their sounds. They have sung me seasons that never abandoned me.”
― Sonia Sanchez, Shake Loose My Skin: New and Selected Poems

“(once upon an afternoon
i became still-life
i carried a balloon
and a long black knife.)”
― Sonia Sanchez, Shake Loose My Skin: New and Selected Poems

“BREAKLIGHT
Light keeps on breaking.
i keep knowing
the language of other nations.
i keep hearing
tree talk
water words
and i keep knowing what they mean.
and light just keeps on breaking…


Collected in: Sisters of the Earth: Women's Prose and Poetry About Nature by Lorraine Anderson”
― Lucille Clifton