Marie381Uk
Joined March 2020
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I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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I Was Born a Slave
I Was Born a Slave I was born in the heat of a field, not in a house, not in a bed, not even in the shade. The women worked with me still inside my mother, and when I came there was no rest for her hands. She bit her lip, finished tying the bundle of cane, and only then knelt to wrap me in a strip of cloth torn from the hem of her dress. Her sweat was the first thing I smelled. Her heartbeat was the first thing I heard.
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Fiction
