“hand-stitched matrilineage”
“hand-stitched matrilineage”
second year zoey stephens
“I’ve got a handmade quilt of flowers
Made by my grandmother’s mother
Given to her then gifted to me when I turned thirteen
A blessing of womanhood and femininity
There are bloodstains on the flowers
Painted red from the most holy anointment of my soul laid bare
Once I was ashamed of the blood of my grandmother’s mother
So I turned the quilt over to hide what I thought was unclean
I went out on my own
And left it at my mother’s home
Along with all her gifts that made me a woman
Everything that made me, me
I did all I could to rid myself of the blood of my grandmother's mother
And for a while I did succeed
But my soul and my womb have been freed
I’ll let blood bleed freely on that quilt of flowers
Like flowers of my own have planted their seed”