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Liora H
@liora · 0:22

Womanhood: an evolution (a poem)

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This is a poem I wrote. Womanhood, an Evolution, a poem. Sunday morning, my mother naked in the kitchen, her breasts warmed by the heat of the stone stove. She was happy in her skin while I took to hiding, afraid of a body I didn't recognize

A poem about feminity, growing up, and being a bi woman. #poem #poetry #arts #writing #lgbt

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Liora H
@liora · 0:18

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Two. The locker room was a safe space. We took our time peeling off our layers and pulling them back on like onions. There little girls became witches, curses falling from our mouths like sugar until we realized we were the same
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Liora H
@liora · 0:11

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Three father bought me big clothes, told me I'd grow into them. But they were meant for someone else. I'm not sure if she's real
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Liora H
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For she told me sex dreams were bad omens
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Liora H
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Five. The boys didn't touch the girls and the girls touch the girls like friends do. But no one told me what it meant when both made my stomach buzz
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Liora H
@liora · 0:12

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Six. A girl at camp drew me a picture of the flame between her legs. Her fingers traced a line she drew and eager. I took it home and threw it away
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Liora H
@liora · 0:22

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Seven. I remember the people who broke in more vividly than the ones I let inside. My body has echoed with the ghosts of those who have hollowed me. Each one a thief of some kind. But I have learned how the body is a diamond. My skin is chainmail, and I know how to scare them away
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