Poetry About Femicide

Pink crosses stand where daughters should be walking. Mothers lift photographs above the crowd. Each name refuses to become a statistic. The city hears the chant against its silence. Grief writes justice in letters large enough to carry. No woman should be memorial before her time.

Look again from the quieter edge. Mothers lift photographs above the crowd. A smaller detail changes the whole scene. The city hears the chant against its silence. Attention loosens the first easy answer. No woman should be memorial before her time.

Pink crosses stand where daughters should be walking. Hours pass, but the image does not leave. Each name refuses to become a statistic. It returns us to gender-based killing, violence, mourning, injustice, remembrance, resistance, and demands for safety and accountability. Grief writes justice in letters large enough to carry. The day continues with a more attentive heart.