A note from adrienne maree brown: Julie Quiroz has one foot in movement systems work and the other in the birth ecosystem, supporting birth workers, all wrapped in poems about the moon and her beloved daughter.
I was a little girl in the north
at the far edge of a zone
where summer darkness began
long after bedtime
Where children played outside
in hours of blue twilight
bare feet and Batman pajamas
I’ve learned
that a moon-sized core spins
in earth’s belly
where days are born
that lightning
creates waves
of global heartbeat
that every sunset
every horizon
depends on where we stand
that every day
our hearts
beat into space
that every day
we tell a story
of light