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Naked Battlefield. {poetry}

On buses, languid women, two breasts exposed in sculpted perfection, whispering: they could be yours, while in a nearby cafe, a breastfeeding woman is refused service and sent away, because here, we want no gross motherhood on display.

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archives, wisdom

4 Ways To Practice Love In The Time Of War.

How do we speak, not to the defenses and the armor, the puffed chests and bolstered cases, but to the innocent creatures beneath, rattled and confused? How do we step into the battlefield with curiosity, not to fight, but to call one another home? How do we call each other back to our own  ...

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