I am a miner’s daughter
Then the daughter of a nurse
I became a daughter of political circumstances
And then a daughter of rage
I am a mother of a daughter
Then the mother of two sons
I am a mother of a union
And a mother of rage
I am a sister of regret
A sister of a broken bond
A sister borne of chaos
A sister yearning for more
I am the niece of an escaped concentration camp soldier
A recipient of grief
I am an Aunt of an expired adventurer
Who gave joy and then more grief
I am the cousin of an oil company’s moral compass
I am the cousin of anguish
I am the cousin of prejudice
I am the cousin of confusion
I am the granddaughter of mental illness
I am the grandaughter of a war ravaged peasant
And the grandaughter of an Avon Lady
I am the grandaughter of a bootlegger
I am the grandmother of both shy and bold
I am the grandmother of creativity
I am the lover of nature
I am the best friend of many
I am the sadness of my heart
I am the owner of my body
I am the power of my mind
I am the giver of my soul