Audre Lorde - There Are No Honest Poems About Dead Women lyrics

What do we want from each other after we have told our stories do we want to be healed do we want mossy quiet stealing over our scars do we want the powerful unfrightening sister who will make the pain go away mother's voice in the hallway you've done it right the first time darling you will never need to do it again. Thunder grumbles on the horizon I buy time with another story a pale blister of air cadences of dead flesh obscure the vowels.