… Since we’re talking about this whole feminism thing now.
(This is actually
the first painted poem I ever did
(as in the first time I painted a poem
rather than just type it all up
or scribble it out in a notepad)
About two years ago.
just popped right on out.
For the first year all the poems I did
had stars on them
and then people started saying things like
you’ll grow out of stars one day
So then I thought I’d better start growing out of them
– but not always
‘cos sometimes I still like stars
and they’re good for covering up wrong words,
poetry often has a line of asterisk’s
tootling around the place.)
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