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Sixth of a set of eight poems |
| Legacy I fear being like these women, my mother's sisters large, bitter blue-eyed old women You know, women we don't put in our poetry. Am I the only one with such a legacy of hate? Am I the only Black woman who has spent fifty years recovering from a legacy of powerlessness? Am I the only Black woman whose mother was physically abused? Where are the books, the poems, the stories, of my sisters? |