Clawing at my Insides (a poem)

there’s a world inside my body

begging to break free

clawing at my insides

wanting to remove me

wanting to scream in lonely forests

wanting to show me

there’s no such thing as progress

without the pain of

violent birth

(Photo by Cassi Josh on Unsplash)

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