Turning Tables. {poetry}
I am turning tables,
Whispering, whistling
Unwinding unto my own skin
Coming upon a new dawn
A new dream.
I have come to sing
Sharing soul songs
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Tarsha Thompson
As You, as She, as They. {poetry}
You will have but a moment to believe in, before they strip you of that only freedom, teaching you to hate your skin and the body you’re within.