Baptism

A transcendent moment I'll never forget.

When my body feels too small…

I wrote this poem last year when I was at a very low point with my bodily self-esteem, my hopes for the future, my opinions of my work. The first draft poured out as a cry to escape, to just be able to leave this body, to not be stuck here anymore. Editing shaped the …

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