Dry grass taller than me, color of my naked skin, waves in the wind, slices like razors on my limbs scarred from climbing the camphor trees trembling,… Read more “There Is Strength in Our Stories: Concealed – aj forrester”
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There Is Strength in Our Stories: The Gift- aj forrester
Like a raft I float on vicious waves with what you gave; you stole. Made me less made me more. You gave confusion and shame. Blame. The… Read more “There Is Strength in Our Stories: The Gift- aj forrester”
Whisper and the Roar 