This piece shows the Gemini, mother of twins, with the words of “The Vagina Monologues” forming the texture of the background.
The mop washes up blood, sweat, and tears that spring from our womb and our souls as we struggle to bring these beautiful people into the world.
My male children give the women they love freedom, and mark their accomplishments. They’ve seen my struggle, and love me, and I hope they’ll make good husbands, and fathers, and supervisors, and mentors. And I hope my struggle will pave the way for the next woman, and the next, and the next, and the next, and the next, and the next……..