Author: lesleystedmon@gmail.com

Don’t interrupt my becoming because you don’t like yourself.Don’t interrupt my becoming with your fear and shame.Don’t interrupt my becoming because extinguishing my flame won’t “Don’t interrupt my becoming”

O body, cracked bellthat still sings when struck,O leaky cup,O broken stem,I love you, body,your crooked path,your crumbling walls,your faulty math.I love the wayyou stopped “Temple by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer”

Thin, thick, tall, small, slender, curvy, curly, straight, dark, light, that body, with every detail is YOURS alone, look at it with compassion.Fatima Mohammed