Disconsolate woman, ready to kill,
The seed of your hands with the hand that tilled." - Medea, Euripide
Her skin is real, raw and scratched.
Her lips, dirty and worn out.
Her attitude, rude and rough, and her love, a pure struggle.
She is stable.
She is dark, and she has a quiet confidence that screams loud.
She loves and hates herself when she is vulnerable.
She is not afraid of being extreme or rad.
She is a savage, and she doesn't rely on anyone else.
She comes out of the world like a Nymph.
Her sexuality is sacred and her maternity is inviolable.
Her way of living is unapologetic.
Therefore she has never been a compromise but a contradiction.
She is the one who thinks up the storm and dreams up the mess.