We are inundated with #metoo stories here in Ireland this week and this poem is so raw and true…
Cathy Power

One of the unforseen bonuses of being a middleaged disabled woman is that it affords one a shitton of camoflage and invisibility. Thank you, I’m doing well. At this point I’m ferociously worried for my younger comrades.

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