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September 2017

  Knock and the door will be answered It’s freezing out here Cold hands cold steel and stone   Seek and you shall find A corner to pray in If you’re quiet enough   I don’t wear cross necklaces I hold my hands in front of my chest I am Enough; because of Him! I am Too full Too

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By Emily Olorin   Love is the storm, That set me adrift That set me gasping That cut me free from my moorings and Left me for dead. Love is both executioner, And enabler, Depending on where my body lands.   I run my fingers through your hair and realise, Oh, This is love. The first inhalation out of water Damp,

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By Katie Kendall   undo   She takes me out for dinner just to watch the waitress undo her sugar hair behind the kitchen door. That's the kind of girl I like, she says. I don't remember when I stopped trying to become myself. I watch the waitress, her

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By Priya Gauchan   Being queer is my identity and I wear it out every day. Being a woman is my identity and I wear it with my head held high. Being a person of colour is my identity and I wear that daily too.   All these tags inked on every inch of my skin. All

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