Wild Women
May we know them. May we be them. May we raise them.
The wind at dawn has secrets to whisper
Don’t go back to sleep!
~Rumi
I don’t know exactly how many generations back my ancestors were hunters, but here I am, in the confines of captivity, hunting for wild women, using the tracking skills of my late mother, …
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