
This Country’s Women To survive, the women in my country hide secrets beneath breasts, at the curve of spine, between each hip: the first places shame ever licked us. Tucked at the corners of our wrappers bank notes folded into our modesty to trade at the market. There, the caverns of our bodies rattle […]
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