Short Poem on Masculinity and Femininity
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It was an ordinary day well apart from the home clothes we were wearing at school for a change away from the…
I found an old journal that I’d forgotten about the other day buried in a box, hidden out of sight. It held my words and the stories of my life written about 10 years ago all wrapped up in brown textured floral.