Summer '77

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Submitted: September 21, 2016

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It was the summer of 77. My home was wherever I lay my head that night. I had no job, and the little money I did have was from the older men I met along the way. I was a singer but not a popular one. I would often sing at bars but I wasn’t heard because I was singing to a drunk crowd of men who made provocative remarks about me. About my body. The body that people took control over. I was only wanted for my body. I had grown up not hearing that I was special or important. I wasn’t taught to love myself so I never expected anyone to love me. 


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