Once upon a time, He cut us. He mutilated our genitals. Now, we are expected to allow doctors to touch us. This is a joke, right? A cruel joke. He cut us when we began to bleed, as women do; so now each month we re-live this trauma...every lunar cycle. This body betrays us. We hate it and want to shed it, like an itchy and hot Sunday dress. That doesn t change what we re told: body must be touched; health is at stake; must submit; no other way. We get the message: we are ridiculous to hold... This Body
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