When we walked towards the
outside wall, where The
Declaration of Sentiments
is engraved in stone, the
sound of water running
over the words slowed
our pace as we paused to read,
and press our hands to the words:
“We hold these truths to be self-evident,
that all Men and Women are created equal.”
Inside, we are stunningly
greeted by life-size bronze
statues of women, still
not famous enough for
writing and signing the
declaration in 1848.
It took seventy-two
more years before
women would obtain
the right to vote for a
president in their home country.
Women, tourists, who don’t even
know one another, look into each
other’s welled-up eyes,
and help us all swallow the
gagging lumps in our throats.
