And their Mothers


When it's dark at night and I'm in my room,
I hear the comforting and peaceful sound of my child's breath as she sleeps.
I think about you.  For ten years.
Gone as beautiful, fragile, and innocent young girls.
Now women.
Now a mother.
I wonder about that moment when you took the chance to do what you could for
your friends, your daughter, yourself.
You opened your mouth and let out a scream
from so deep down and dark
that it saved you all.
I honor your courage and strength to show the world just exactly
how to scream ourselves free
Honoring Amanda, Jocelyn, Michelle, Gina and their Mothers.

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