releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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Releasing ancestral pain,From the generations of women that came before me,Is like breaking down boulders,One stone at a time, every rock charged up like fire,Carrying emotional torment, unloving mothers and husbands,bodies that are not their own, birthing children at the expense of their own skin,losing education, losing humility,there is no relation left with yourself when they […]