When God was a woman Her back ached, her breasts, the line between her legs Even when it didn’t bleed Ached, goddamn it, it ached. When God was a woman She stopped laughing because Other women didn’t laugh, they Toiled, carrying fat babies on their (aching) backs Water jugs on their heads, barley in sacks … Continue reading When God was a woman – Candice Louisa Daquin
