Women hold the vision, for we are oracles.
We will always remember the truth in the midst of darkness.
Anzareen Chaudhury
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The Q: What do we need from ourselves and each other to break pattern, to break open?
“Georgia’s Palette” by Elizabeth Kenneday
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you birthed me from a broken body
and I was born with a broken heart
. . .
who are you in the darkness, all alone?
. . .
did you know love is the cure?
“Mother, you were a seed” by Anzareen Chaudhury
I wrote this piece to heal my mother wound. I felt for a long time that I was living from the wound, that I had almost become the wound… So this piece is for my mother, for me, and for all women and girls who want to stop living from the wound and start living from their hearts.
“Night in Noyers” by Tai Kojro-Badziak
I am an artist, creating a dialogue between experience and time—an exploration of history as a living pulse that shapes identity, emotion, and meaning.
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Helene Cixous [and me]
May 11, 1988, Irvine, California
. . .
I want to write at the very edge of the abyss
[leaping into chaos]
stories that tell secrets of life and death, almost imperceptible
[the sleepwalkers are coming awake]
Writing must out write itself
[write out itself]
go as far as possible from our limits and the limits of writing
[the book has somehow to be adapted to the body]
and yet it is just words.
“Quotations [and Responses]” by Sandy Gillespie, Waves: A Confluence of Women’s Voices
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