M/Others Who Make is an international initiative connecting and supporting women and non binary people to thrive in their creative paths, alongside sustaining their caring roles, of self and others.

In support of this collective Susan Luciani writes and performs in M/Others On The Mic

Trapped women wonder where my secret lies.
I don’t play nice, fuck your fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies
I say,
It’s in the depth of my mind
The sag of my tits
The bags under my eyes
The snarl on my lips
I am a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman 
That’s me


I run into a room,
Late coz I’m busy, bitch please 
And the men, dumbfounded
Stand to attention 
Or get down on their knees
For the smart ones know
There’s nothing like a woman set free
I say,
It’s my passion to create,
the drive that won’t let me be
It’s in the tears in my heart
and my pussy
I am woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me


Men themselves have wondered   
What they see in me.
Honestly, I don’t give a shit.
Except the ones who want to know my inner mystery
I say take my hand, I’ll show you
And then you’ll see
It’s in the dreamscapes I conjure,
the warmth of my embrace
The way I make this house a home
The way I taste
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.


Now you understand
Just why our head’s not bowed.  
Why our kids shout and jump about
and scream real loud
When you see us passing 
It ought to make you proud
I say,
It’s how I hold protective space
The love in my stare
It’s in the hits that I take,
The need for my care.   
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.