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Censor the body and you censor breath and speech at the same time. Write yourself. Your body must be heard.
Writing: as if I had the urge to go on enjoying, to feel full, to push, to feel the force of my muscles, and my harmony, to be pregnant and at the same time to give myself the joys of parturition, the joys of both the mother and the child. To give birth to myself and to nurse myself, too. Life summons life. Pleasure seeks renewal.
Myth ends up having our hides. Logos opens up its great maw and swallows us whole.
How difficult they make they make it for us to become women when becoming poultry is what that really means.
Are you sure you put your sex on properly this morning?
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