When You Listen To Other

The Cancer In Me Became An Awareness Of The Cancer That Is Everywhere. The Cancer Of Cruelty, The Cancer Of Carelessness, The Cancer Of Greed.

To Love Women, To Love Our Vaginas, To Know Them And Touch Them And Be Familiar With Who We Are And What We Need. To Satisfy Ourselves, To Teach Our Lovers To Satisfy Us, To Be Present In Our Vaginas, To Speak Of Them Out Loud, To Speak Of Their Hunger And Pain And Loneliness And Humor, To Make Them Visible So They Cannot Be Ravaged In The Dark Without Great Consequence, So That Our Center, Our Point, Our Motor, Our Dream, Is No Longer Detached, Mutilated, Numb, Broken, Invisible, Or Ashamed.

We Have Not Yet Made Violence Against Women Abnormal, Extraordinary, Unacceptable. We Have Not Yet Come To See It As A Pathological Issue.

I Think The World Is Always Improving And Always Not Improving. I Think That Both Are Simultaneously Happening All The Time. I Don't Think It's One Motion Unfortunately - I Wish We Could Say It's Better, Better, Better - But I Think It's Better, Bad, Better, Bad - You Know?

What We All Have To Know Is The Struggle Is Long. It's Long. It May Not End In Our Lifetimes. But The Struggle Is What Gives Our Lives Meaning And Purpose. I Tell People To Take Time Out Of Activism Every Day To Take Care Of Their Bodies, To Take Care Of Their Souls And Spirits.