The Full Womxn

A full womxn is a fearsome thing to behold

She no longer cares about your norms

Or your domestication

She no longer gives a fuck about 

Society’s beauty standards 

Or rules of polite society

She is renouncing her good-girl status

I’m not surprised we fear her

With her wisdom 

and self-granted permission to be 

who she wants and needs

Unwavering power and connection

Which she knows at her core

She might run naked and wild through the forest

But she will not comply with niceties and “I’m sorry’s”

She will admit when she is mistaken

But she will not grovel for your forgiveness

For forgiveness is her very essence

Acceptance is her true nature

So, here’s to the whole womxn

The one that is in us and the one that surrounds us

The one who listens

Who holds sacred space 

Who will not try to fix or placate

or dim her light 

She expands

She expands 

And she keeps on expanding 

All hail the mighty queen:

The full womxn

May we see her

May we celebrate her

May we be her