Shae O'Brien grew up in the Pacific Northwest, and it has bred her to have a love for music, coffee, the ocean, and rain. Her love for writing was planted at a young age, with the encouragement of beautiful family and inspiring teachers, and grew into a passion she cannot go a day without. During the day, Shae is also an English teacher, promoting the art of the written word among the youth of Austin. Her writing has been featured in publications such as Off The Wookie, AIPF Di-verse-city Anthology 2012, and TWENTY: Poems In Memoriam. She recently self-published her first chapbook, "Truths Unspoken", which takes the reader on a poetic journey through the passion, love, heartbreak, and rebirth of a relationship. You may find her on any given night writing or performing her work around Austin, TX.

Please note that all poems and/or parts are the property of Shae O'Brien and should not be shared without giving due credit.

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Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Less of a Woman

As I felt my knees touch the ground
And my fingers clutch beads
I found my prayers seeking out my Mother
To whom I posed many inquiries:

"Oh Holy Mother," I asked
"If they took my womb
Would I be less of a woman?"

"God did not choose me for my womb,"
Came her reply.

"Oh Holy Mother," I questioned
"If they took my breasts
Would I then be less of a woman?"

"God did not choose me for my breasts,"
Came her reply.

"But oh Holy Mother," I pleaded
"If they took all that made me a woman
How then would I remember that I am a woman?"

"Sweet child," she replied
"God did not choose me for my womb
But for my spirit, which could cradel
The world in love and faith.

"God did not choose me for my breasts
But for my willingness, to give all I could
To those in need of it.

"God did not choose me because I
Looked like a woman
Bled like a woman
Birthed like a woman.

"He chose me because I am a woman.
We are a special breed,
Created to provide what man was missing
And regardless of what we may be missing
We will never cease to shine
As the finishing touch
God placed on His creation."

I stood up in this moment
Placed my beads in the box
Smiled at this revelation
And whispered quietly,


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