Woman, says the Good Book,
was crafted of man’s bone.
That’s a lie.
She spread open her loam,
and he sprang up.
The wind showed them
how to survive the seasons.
Woman, says the Good Book,
was crafted of man’s bone.
That’s a lie.
She spread open her loam,
and he sprang up.
The wind showed them
how to survive the seasons.