SPOKEN VOICES

SPOKEN VOICES

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Poetry

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I wanted someone to take an interest in me not as a pretty face but because I had something to say. I wanted my poetry to feel ugly. When I was a little girl, I was told, little girls should always act like a lady. I had to lose my voice just so I could be heard. Only after I was put in my place I could speak. If I spoken out of place, I was quickly put back in it with a slap or a shoved came to mean people had a right to do as they pleased to me. I remained silent and abused. Apologetics to only me. Then one day someone said "she never make a sound, no one never knows when she's around". It was then, I was given this voice . Loud and proud from something deep inside. I endured the pain of being heard. And now I like to roar. Each poem, I believe, tells a story.

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