CC: 19th of February
Take me to church through February’s piercing breeze under the lunar light trembling body trembling heart. Sea moss stones buried in raven sea under the decision’s pressure longed for reunion its sweet warmth.
Ash Avery
Feb 20
CC: Spare us your Tears
From the womb, our mothers cry out with joy Happy at the thought of having a daughter For their silent prayers have been heard To have someone to hold dear And the fathers who look forward to having a daughter Shout like a town crier on the street Others watch, a fool they all think he is But they know what they seek A daughter, a symbol of riches, love and blessings – No lies have been told But daughters, do you know? Mother and father shout “You are all equal in this
Estelle
Nov 5, 2025
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