“Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.” ~~ Virginia Woolf: A Room Of One`s Own ~~ Of course I am biased about this, but my mother was the most badass woman I have known. Soft, gentle and empathic, but when crossed, a monster from hell shot straight out of […]
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