(no subject)
i am certain, i am lost. where is the ocean of sisterhood? the boiling sea we bathe in together, and the coy gestures of intimate kindness. the factor that was supposed to bind us together, that intangible knowledge we have. you could watch us, see us learn wisdom, it's osmosis. when our eyes trace the floor, reading invisible manuscipts, instructions. and how we know-how, that is certain.
i am certain, femalea, familia, you should feel like family to me. but you have not. still, i think you are beautiful.