Music: Brandee Younger/Ganavya Doreiswamy/Aja Monet
Lyrics: Aja Monet
The weight of a whisper wandering the inner ear
Lovelier than your laughter is your loving
To grieve is to be alive
Your sistering is a song
Soft as a thought, loose lipped
Unpunish yourself
You deserve to be well-kept
Held close to the chest
A locket of dreaming
Unself yourself
The best of your beaming is a bread to hungry mouths
You are shimmering
We need a revolution
Rivers of risk
Tend to your tending
Sauntering
She swung her hips across borders
A bridge called strength
Waving her head scarf over the crowd
She knew the joy of tears
The promise of sweat
Seasons of flesh
How a body changes from a flower into a flame
Everywhere is flickering
Women lust for listening
Frightening men, restless
Portals walking the earth
Drunk on love
Protest as possession
I do not trust a mouth that has never pronounced the word 'sister'
Tasted the blood of our hurried hearts
The indifference to our suffering
I open a map and shake dust
From another village, city or country in smoke
Sometimes in my dreams
The women are free
Strands of hair tightly curled
And loosely lounging in the way of want
A wind climbing the courage of our throats
We rest easy
Sister
My sister
Every moment is a now we speak within
We are both 12 and 92
Looking back at our life while living it
For centuries this is how we survived
Smacking the mosquitoes at our ankles
Giggling in the garden
Reading the cards on our palms
Sipping funky chardonnay
While the guards marvel at our sistering
We follow what drives the heart
To befriend what names us
The road reaches out to our tires
A cigarette lit by the fire of being woman and un-womaned
Darling, I wish a world for you
Where breakfast is the best meal of the day
Nourished and dancing, we are gold
Coasting along the ocean of a city
What awaits us?
What awaits a world we share between us?