**tw's: birth, grief**
at point x: men fought in battle to give me my name.
at point y: women died in childbirth to do the same.
why be either when history is written by the winners?
i'll map out my grief for anyone who'll listen:
man is a thunderstorm, calm & then not
̶w̶o̶m̶a̶n̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶a̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶n̶t̶r̶y̶,̶ ̶d̶r̶a̶w̶n̶ ̶&̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶n̶ ̶c̶r̶o̶s̶s̶e̶d̶
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body work
Poesia**for fans of plath, anne sexton & ocean vuong** 'body work' is a captivating collection of poetry that delves into the depths of human experiences, exploring the intricate relationship between the physical body & the emotional & spiritual realms. w...
