A eulogy to hope

I cannot have faith in the patriarchy.

I cannot have faith in the institutions and structures that continue subjugate women in the name of culture and precedent.

I cannot have faith in lawmakers who fail to pass legislation to protect women, children and babies – babies!!! –  from the most vile of violations.

I cannot have faith in incremental improvements, when trauma is volatile and immediate.

I cannot even have faith in myself. I am no one’s savior. Least of all my own.



I embrace this anniversary of hope’s death,

Knowing that even without hope, life still exists.

 Like a rose that grew from concrete. Even if its petals had been ripped.