Once you start …

Once you start to speak, people will yell at you. They will interrupt you, put you down and suggest it’s personal. And the world won’t end.

And the speaking will get easier and easier. And you will find you have fallen in love with your own vision, which you may never have realized you had. And you will lose some friends and lovers, and realize you don’t miss them. And new ones will find you and cherish you. And you will still flirt and paint your nails, dress up and party, because, as I think Emma Goldman said, “If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution.” And at last you’ll know with surpassing certainty that only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth. And that is not speaking.

Audre Lorde

My Lady Ain’t No Lady-Pat Parker

my lady ain’t no lady

she doesn’t flow into a room—

she enters and her presence is felt.

she doesn’t sit small—

she takes all her space.

she doesn’t partake of meals—

she eats—replenishes herself.

my lady ain’t no lady—

she has been known

to speak in loud voice

to pick her nose,

stumble on a sidewalk,

swear at her cats,

swear at me,

scream obscenities at men,

paint rooms,

repair houses,

tote garbage,

play basketball,

& numerous other un lady like things.

my lady is definitely no lady

which is fine with me,

cause i ain’t no gentleman.