Queen Shit The red sea dividesthe waves crash and hold their placeshe walks betweenunscatheduntouched and welcomedinto new lands as she breaks freefrom the pastthat clung to herlike wet clothes on a hot summer daynow she’s gotsand between her toes andshe doesn’t even need her sandals Saschia Johnson originally posted on Jaynepress.medium.com
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