Dear Sis,

a poem for you… Three Types of Women the cult of the virgin birthed woman restored, achieved by her own defeat our lady of graceful obstrigillate walks in her wake, fight vs. flight the wild woman, resists creation of becoming the traditional woman; conceals dependence from herself, has crafted her heart cage to act as […]

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Human Touch

I. His tiny fingers slide over the skin on the palms of my hands, he laces his fingertips around the soft spots between my fingers and squeezes tight. He does this so that the tiny palm of his hand is pressed against mine, just barely. He loosens his grip and we start walking in stride, […]

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