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.

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Friday, March 8, 2013

My God is a Woman

My God is a woman.
She is a mysterious beauty
Who men seek to own and control.
They rape the very womb
From which she birthed them
By their violent wars
While calling out her name.

My God is a mother.
She feeds the world her love
Through the milk of her breast.
And though she weeps tears
Upon their silent thankless lives
She never ceases to give them
The nutrition they need to carry on.

My God is a wife.
She prepares a home of comfort
While awaiting their return.
As they seek out that which benefits
Their own fantasies and desires
They need only to come home
To find that which makes them content.

I am my God's daughter.
Between my legs holds her beauty.
Within my breast carries her love.
Through my hands I offer her provisions.
Man may seek to control and to own me.
But they will fail as they have failed before.
For I am my God's daughter.
My name is not fit for their lips.
My soul cannot be chained.
My words will not be silenced.

My God lives. And so shall I.


  1. I find peace in this. It gives me comfort in every aspect, each in a different way. This should be one of those mass distributed messages on Facebook. Thank you.

  2. This is a truly moving poem. Thank you!