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I am tired

of writing poems

about men

and all the ways

in which

they disappoint

it’s time to find

the divine

this world was never made for him,

he just conveniently

fit in the crevices

this year, we’re conducting

a deep clean.

this temple will rid the

stench of machismo

drape its walls in

the shades of femininity.

we will worship

in gratitude of our power

Photos by Polina Tankilevitch

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