“wishes for sons by Lucille Clifton i wish them cramps. i wish them a strange town and the last tampon. I wish them no 7-11. i wish them one week early and wearing a white skirt. i wish them one week late. later i wish them hot flashes and clots like you wouldn't believe. let the flashes come when they meet someone special. let the clots come when they want to. let them think they have accepted arrogance in the universe, then bring them to gynecologists not unlike themselves.” ThinkingWantBelieveLastsUniverseWishWhiteWeekSpecialStrangeSonLike YouLateTownsHotAcceptedArroganceFlashSkirtsCrampsSpecial SomeoneTamponsGynecologistsHot Flashes Book:Quilting: poems, 1987-1990 Source: Quilting: poems, 1987-1990
“Things don't fall apart. Things hold. Lines connect in thin ways that last and last and lives become generations made out of pictures and words just kept.” WayLifeInspirationalMadeLastsFallLinesGenerationsFalling ApartPictures And Words Book:Generations: a memoir Source: Generations: a memoir
“If i should enter the house and speak with my own voice, at last, about its awful furnitutre, pulling apart the covering over the dusty bodies; the randy father, the husband holding ice in his hand like a blessing, the mother bleeding into herself and the small imploding girl, i say if i should walk into that web, who will come flying after me, leaping tall buildings? you?” IfsShouldBodyHandsLastsMotherGirlFatherHouseSpeakVoiceMy OwnWalksBuildingBlessingHusbandFlyingIceAwfulTallPullingCoveringBleedingRandyTall Buildings Book:The Book of Light Source: The Book of Light
