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Womanhood

We don't speak about it,
us females,
us one in four,
us, who worry we might trigger someone,
we don't,
we share spoken word about nature, about comedy,
about the way we circumnavigated the seas,
we talk about death and politics,
the human experience over tea.
But I want you to know I'd hold you
if you want to talk about DV,
or addiction or abuse or whatever chaos
occured that lingers behind the teeth.
I would hold space for the discomfort,
quietly bow to the silenced once before.
We are the one in three howling,
we exist, we are aflame, we are red.
Written by ImperfectedStone (The Gardener)
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