My daughter looks up at me with pure awe
like I'm her North Star
like I'm her celestial help

She does this so often that I've started to believe her
lately I've been wishing on myself
following my own direction

She's deemed me heroine
I've breastfeed a tiny cosmic being while recovering from surgery and restarting menstruation
I have been doused in milk & blood
and love
now, let the other warriors proclaim again that men
are more physically strong

When it counts
my breasts stay fuller than their mouths
and with more nutritional value
they - or something designed to imitate them - gave life to countrymen
before they could pronounce our nation's name
when they all reached out for ma-ma
before ma-chetes or ma-chine guns
before they could plan out proud partitions
or make them
or break them

lionheart,
remember from whence you came
that mother fed you all the same