Our Mother

translated from the Catalan by Mary Ann Newman

Our mother who art in heat

blessed be your cunt

your epidural, your midwife,

may your screams reach us,

your love, your strength.

Your will be done in our uterus

on earth.

Give us this day our everydays,

and let not the sons of bitches

abort love, make war,

no, deliver us from them

now and forever,

Vagina.



A[wo]men ...

Copyright © 2024 by Mary Ann Newman. Originally published in The Common (Issue 28). Used with the permission of the poet and The Common.