Ode to the Mujer
Marisol Picazo
Mujer
Mujer
Mujer is the clean soul
the one who suffers en el parto,
our madrecita with dreams that fly in the wind
claiming justice, raising her right fist
to the sky, bold gesture,
just because her partner left her with five children
in a new country with no job,
where the economy leaves her sin un peso para un taco.
Her fear attacks her self confidence,
her sadness converts to strength in that brown face
those tears which run into that white rose smile.
Mujer , who searchs for food to feed her children
the unique human luna
her menstrual cycles incorporate all emotions
her sensitiveness makes her roll her eyes in those tension moments
strong who gives smiles hugs a los suyos,
who with tears in her eyes look up and says “Ya Basta”
Mujer with red lips who bite each other in sensual moments.
mother earth and mujer, the divine vientre of everything
the menstrual life giver
new pure soul with possible mistakes
with long, short red, black hair
brown , dark, white completive
pero siempre es mujer
Marisol Picazo is a 5th year student at Cal State University Monterey Bay
concentrating in Human Communications and Social Action.
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