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In my town ‘girl power’ means something different

I know what it means in comics and movies. I know it’s all about super powers and aliens, or magical suits, or being bitten by spiders or some such rot.

And I know of recent times ‘diversity’ has meant that girls get centre stage more often in those stories and those myths. About time too, but I don’t really care.

Because here, here, girl power is real. Girl power is the power of nurture and nature, of life and death. Of the blood and of the harvest. And we are revered here, and trained for it, from birth.

It runs in our veins and it is the touch of my blade, the clean clear cut of the corn and the sacrifices made. We choose the time, we choose the place, we choose the ones offered. Boys, always boys. Because here, here girls have all the power.

As it should be.

We don’t need magic. We are magic. We don’t need spaceships. We just fly. And we don’t need superpowers to vanquish our enemies. We rule the harvest, the moon and the corn.

And that’s all the girl power we would ever need.

© Helen M Valentina 2019