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old women rule the world




old women
craft the rebel light
breaking siege
sharpening what frees
past vanity, past custom

flailing hair & frail
fists, beating breast
a protest for the always
child that dies –
not them

tending grave
signage of scarf & hood
daft in black & pearl
old women rule the world –
or they should


© 2012 by Beth Stevens