Almost abstract painting in tones of pink, yellow and red with eyes and mouth.

Women running

“Where are you running woman?” I was asked.
“I am going where I can breathe”, I replied.

“Where the air is clean and I can be myself. Where I can flower without fear of being censored, laugh in peace and walk in the moonlight without fear.

Where my blood and my milk are worth more than gold. Where I get hugged by the earth that gives me wings. And where my heart sings.”

And then,

my jail was painted pink and I calmed down.