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  • Writer's pictureSharon Frances

Me Too

Updated: Apr 10, 2023

Concrete pours over

Her mind, her body, my soul. We are arrested in every me too. Have you been yelled into a corner until you cry? Me too. Have you drawn and quartered your body like a slab of meat? Me too. Have you been told you have camel toe, you should shave the fat from your knees, you look like a dog when wet? Me too. Have you felt unsafe as a child, even with the ones you love? Me too. Have you been the target of a teacher's joke? Me too. Have you placed yourself on the ceiling and looked down at your body? Me too. Have you heard laughter in your head as people look at you? Me too. Tethered to the ground, hope is not free We can become weightless, released into a new Me Too. Do you caress yourself, in all the delicate places? Me too. Do you smile as you stride down the street? Me too.

Do you push your petals through concrete so you can bloom?

Me too. Do you use your voice when it is scary but right? Me too. Do you write, draw, act, speak, paint, dance your truth? Me too. Will you keep trying, even when it is hard, every day? Me too.

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