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On Marching…

Please note: There is coarse language in this blog.  I am one flavour in a Sandstorm of taste Spices sparkle on the Orange lips of dawn and Drip down the chin of dusk I’ve been thinking a lot about marching. About being a woman. About being a mother. About being a human. I’m always thinking… Continue reading On Marching…