Abortion: The Body Politic, Part 1
Next Question with Katie Couric
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To Say, I Did Not Choose Life
To say that i cried for my best friend as i took my pannies down and laid i on the table, is to sever the stitch of shame. Is to let the milk of this choosing spill from me until i am fresh vesseled. It is to unlatch my wrists bound in penance to the unhelpful, to the watchers with only burs to give. The doctor's face was a blur of soft cotton, but his voice was a crisp still speculum. I did choose life.
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