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Writing it down

I didn’t know how else to get that ickyness out of my body so I wrote these words over and over until they covered three pages and...

Winter warmth

Weighting

Seeking words for an early spring.

The only ashes I seek this Wednesday are those of the patriarchy burned to the ground.

Abba Lieber Vater Amen

Maybe the most we can do is enough

They will get our fire.

Grapevine

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Medusa sat before me

Jeanine Otte
Writer | Speaker | Social Change Co-Creator