…Today, I saw your portrait for the first time, your dorsal vein, your artery, your cavernous body, your vestibular bulb, your suspensory ligament - and I could see how evolution got the idea from you, to invent an organ something like you but a lot bigger. You were named for a Greek hill, klinein, a slope - you are the ground of our being, the tiny figure of the human, the hooded stranger who comes to the door, and if we bless her we will be blessed.
Sharon Olds, Ode to the Clitoris (via jaymaurice)















