The Performer

The Performer

Audre Lorde

I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice because they were so terrified, because we are taught to respect fear more than ourselves. We've been taught that silence would save us, but it won't.


Friday, July 9, 2010


One of us
Searching for love
Found another then WE
Met and never looked back ever since
Birds of a feather
The entwined twins that never were…now lovebirds
Whose hearts roam in the same direction
Sing the same song
Walk down the road…hands tightly clutched to each other
Laughing and constantly leaning on shoulders
Fondly looking into one another's eyes
They're inseparable

They are jeered and mocked by strangers
But they have found the joy in being the other's better half
They are comforted in the love they share
These are two women
Destined to be together…even through the hate and mockery
They would never wish to disappear…never apart
Tongues that taste and savor the same wine
They're inseparable

The women cuddle within those walls
That surround the space they call home
They're strong enough to jump into this ship
That sails them to the land of Love…it's peaceful and exciting there!
The land around it is dry and treacherous
They gasp for breath each time day gives way to night
For their fate is unknown to them
They're inseparable!

They crawl till they can walk again
Two women in love…they've found the joy of being in each other's company
Making many unsuccessful ladies jealous
“Te amo”s whispered in the dark…
They're not scared to love
They live their lives….dictated by a society they should conform to
They will pretend to
But they're inseparable!



  1. Kate, this is awesomeness defined. Thank you

  2. :-) Thank you very much Terrianah... Thank you for making time...I appreciate!