She’s electric
Burning embryos, cosmic
Super sonic she is
Full of myth and zing
Creating phone lines
Giving rise to children
Breathing underwater
A pink dolphin sonogram
A mermaid like chance
A birthmark shaped like Africa
A memory shaped by nutrients
She’s old, older than you think
Yet, we’ve known her to be young
Only seen her as young
But she’s old
Powerful she is
Electric she is
Incomprehensible like the sunrise
The force of rotation
She is the circle
The Jedi force she is, the
Man she is
Imploding from the inside
Stretching power from the outside, electric
Lost she’s not
Dark and cold, hot and red at once
Crying, balling, wailing,
Whose going to cut the cord?
She paid the electric bill
Good with math she is
She owns a abacus
She shot JFK
She opened the jar of pickles
Electric she is,
She’s electric.
Photo by Sadie Myers. Words by Rashaad Hall.
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