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I Am A Daughter To Many Mothers
I am a daughter to many mothers. At the highest point of my heart is the one who placed a name, so gently, on my tiny, tender chest, that rose and fell with the tiny, timeless breaths, as she stood by a cot, staring at the thing she had created, with the might of her…
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Grandma
The daughter of an industrial town,her mind and ambition flowed as fast as the much watched waves of the Mersey,and she was much maligned,as clever little girls often are,but they are the kind of girls that build the strongest women. Running across the bridge to Runcorn,dark hair flowing and glowing in the moonlit wind,the world…
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ACAB
I was told that I was unaffected,and I found myself unable to agree with that assessment,but it didn’t matter,to the world at large,or the small selection of very small minds who make decisions on whether I deserved some kind of clarity.My sleep has been interrupted for a decade of Decembers,and I spy over my shoulder,…
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#IBelieveHer
A few years ago, I recorded and released a podcast, discussing the behaviour of a man and his abuse of me and other women. I did this to try and raise awareness, because I knew he was attempting to use social media to find and abuse new victims, and I felt it was important to…
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Women Have Sore Throats
I have got a sore throat. So many words have soared past my painted lips, but they never click in the ears and minds of those who bind me in their bastard bounds, rounding on me with furious, famished eyes, and I stand before them, saying the same things, screaming and shouting, about my right…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 