mumble, murmur, whisper.
Come quietly.
Cum quietly.
Goddesses: are worshipped, revered, adored. They scream.
They make noise,
take up space,
own who they are,
love who they are.
They sing, and they dance, and they own rooms with the bat of lashes, or tousle of hair, or swing of hips, or gleam of teeth, or pulse of heart.
Goddesses shake the world,
sometimes gently.
Set worlds ablaze. Speak their truth. Own their story. Embrace their life.
Glow.
