THE WANTED THE REAL MOTHER, THE BLOOD MOTHER, THE GREAT WOMB, MOTHER
OF FIERCE COMPASSION, A WOMAN LARGE ENOUGH TO HOLD ALL THE PAIN, TO
CARRY IT AWAY. WHAT WE NEEDED WAS SOMEONE WHO BLED, SOMEONE DEEP AND
RICH AS A FIELD, A WIDE-HIPPED MOTHER, AWESOME, IMMENSE, WOMEN LIKE
HUGE SOFT COUCHES, MOTHERS COURSING WITH BLOOD, MOTHERS BIG ENOUGH,
WIDE ENOUGH FOR US TO HIDE IN, TO SINK DOWN TO THE BOTTOM OF, MOTHERS
WHO WOULD BREATHE FOR US WHEN WE COULD NOT BREATHE ANYMORE, WHO WOULD
FIGHT FOR US, WHO WOULD KILL FOR US, DIE FOR US.
