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two poems on dolores
by Nadia Gerassimenko Дарья Вдовенко dolores becomes we remember silence while abusers scream through it all. we learned that to protect and perpetuate — become numb to abuse and trauma. but now we break our silence, become a revolution. become #ustoo. Source: Page, E. (2017, November 10). Retrieved from Facebook. dolores flowers still i grew against all odds, untrapped myself from vines and thorns of your rootless hands, behind me. before me lovely suns and waters grounded
Nov 27, 20201 min read
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