Academic journal article Women's Studies Quarterly

Seedbed

Academic journal article Women's Studies Quarterly

Seedbed

Article excerpt

I was once chaos. Chaos was once me.

I cannot remember when the boundary came into existence.

Slowly but surely we were differentiated. We separated. We came loose. We became fragments.

Before long we were far apart.

Since the amount of my heat had become so low I had no choice but to depend on something.

Since the amount of my heat had become so low I had no choice but to abandon something.

I have deprived them of innumerable things. I don't even remember how many I have throw

away.

I wanted to be loved, trusted, and respected.

But . . .

Did I love? Did I trust? Respect?

I was once earth. Water. Seeds.

I was moistened, vaporized, and circulated. I circulated round and round. I sometimes carried

something that glittered.

We separated, came loose, and fell apart, but we were barely connected.

Through a few strands of hair, I was connected with my brothers and sisters who were once

chaos together.

Since the amount of my heat had become so low, connecting was the only way to survive. …

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