Intergenerational. (Mothers)

My great grandmother was a farmer

She was a medicine woman

She was brave.

My grandmother never spoke English

She was not literate

She raised her children through a war.

My mother is a broken women

She holds both magic and rage

She never shows love.

I would like to think that I am good with words

But I keep everything inside

I feel empty sometimes.

-A.A. Eke

In Winter

How many days does it take to heal?

I don’t know.

Maybe 100 days 100 nights? Or

Maybe I need 40 days in the dessert?

I honestly don’t know.

So you don’t know when you’ll be ready?

I don’t know.

I’m in winter now.

Maybe when spring comes.

Maybe seeing the flowers and trees open up

Will give me the courage to bloom.

-A.A. Eke