Always Make Room for Her. {poetry}
Do not banish or forget her. Hold her dearly and hold her gently. Delicately and lovingly, place her in your room.
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Kelsey Faye
The Womb of My Mother. {poetry}
I continue to break unhealthy patterns of my ancestors, of my grandmother, of my mother, of my sister and of me. This is the way of awakening.