I had the same question about the capitalization. But yeah I enjoyed the sheer brash nature of the honesty painted by your words. I hope to see more from you and hope you continue to write!! 

It was a deliberate reference, and thank you for the feedback! I'm a big fan of Plath.

I'd also like to add that poetry doesn't need to be laid out in front of you. It might take a bit of digging to find meaning, that's what I had to do for poetry classes and it felt like a bit of treasure hunt when you research the poetry and find meaning. Plath was extremely cryptic if you didn't know her back story. Still appreciate the feedback none the less <3 

The eat men like air line is, if I recall, a line from Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath. Was this a deliberate reference? There some similarities in the themes in this poem and hers. Both contain phoenix imagery, as per your rise from ashes line. They are also both about female liberation from male oppression. 
As for criticism, I feel like your poem may be a little too abstract. I noticed you explained the link between the poem and the title to another comment, but I think even with that knowledge the content is a little difficult to decipher. That being said, I know nothing of Kenya or Umoja or I certainly don't claim to be an expert in any women's rights stuff, so it may be that I don't have the cultural capital to understand this in the way that other people might. Overall, I really did like it. The selective punctuation and capitalisation, the striking first line. The play on words with unity. Well done. 

Hey thanks for that explanation.  That's really quite fascinating as I wasn't familiar.

Umoja is a village in Kenya that is strictly female and does not allow men. The capitalization of Mother was to emphasize the female authority, and the lowercase letter in "father" was to emphasis the lower status of males. Abstract, but Im glad you caught it!

>And no father time.

Why capitalize Mother but not Father?

Otherwise well done.

A familiar cut
between young thighs

Hiding a child
from preying eyes.

A sheltered love
of mothers
far and wide

Mother earth
And no father time.

Unity. 
A net for you and I. 

Ebony breasts unshielded
from naked eye

A wife,
or 2.
Maybe 3 or four.
A dowry and nothing more.

A massive auburn eye stare.
to rise from ashes.
And eat men like air.

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