It’s been a long time in the making, this voice. Now woman has something to say.
No, I don’t belong to her, I don’t belong to anybody.
She’s my Christ forsaken angel but she don’t hear me cry.
She’s a lone hearted mystic and she can’t carry on.
When I’m there she’s alright but then she’s not when I’m gone. -Bob Dylan
It’s in the reach of my arms, the span of my hips, the stride of my step, the curl of my lips. I’m a woman. Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman. That’s me. -Maya Angelou