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10-11-2011-untitled
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2011
I feel foreign in my skin
Like a landscape of supple curves that has suddenly popped up in Saskatchewan
Like a woman built of beauty, grace and harmony in a trailer park
I feel like an evader
Like Hitler driving his Mercedes, Poland 1939
Like a traitor
A white man fighting with the students, Soweto Ghetto 1976
I feel foreign in my skin
This silk cocoon of perfection
I feel like I can never again belong to such a feminine cage
To such stunning pain
