In Her Image I am a dissident daughter No one taught me, God is my Great Mother War alive in my mind Starvation in my desecrated heart
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reframing femininity
In Her Image I am a dissident daughter No one taught me, God is my Great Mother War alive in my mind Starvation in my desecrated heart
Read MoreThere’s something about the whole world choosing together to be alone. Like a kind of permission, or a moment of tag—“It” has finally caught up to you after you tried running so far and so long, and now, tired and exhausted, you have a chance to turn and accept what is, to become It, to…
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