A woman’s body (poem)

I’m told that the lines on my body need hiding,And that my skin should always look smooth.When did our wrinkles become a disgrace?Aren’t they a sign of the joy we once felt?Of the love with which life was embraced. I'm told that my body needs to be thin, And that I should always look toned.... Continue Reading →

Dare I? (poem)

Who am I truly underneath, I do not know, Dare I see the real me and love it all? Letting go of familiar roles is not easy, They are comfortable and have their rewards. At times, my body feels like a stranger, One I cannot still forgive, It carries the unseen stains and grit, That... Continue Reading →

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