The True Feminine
“I am not sugar and spice and everything nice.
I am art.
I am a story.
I am a church bell, gonging out wrongs and right and normal nights.
I was baby. I am child. I will be mother.
I don’t mind being considered beautiful, I do not allow that to be my definition.
I am a rich pie strong with knowledge.
I will not be eaten.”
I was in 7th Grade. Self-conscious, shy…
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