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Fumings of a Feisty Feminist
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I wish I knew what to say,
But how does one express Sorrow Anger Frustration Pain Fear And love? It’s a jumbled mess of emotions Weighing heavily on my heart. So potent, I feel it on the hairs of my skin I taste it’s bitterness in my mouth A constant reminder ringing in my ears And tormenting my soul In anguish, I cry beside you. Feeling… Helpless, Hopeless. In less than 13 hrs, America suffered at the hands of two mass shootings, taking the lives of 29 people and injuring far more. As I struggle to put into words my emotions, I found myself writing this poem trying to find a way to connect with those who grieve with me.
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Poetry by: AsherahAlthough she was selectively edited out of the Bible two thousand years ago, she raises her voice for women today in hopes of a better tomorrow, as she makes waves of change, one poem at a time. Archives
May 2020
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