Too Much

  This is for the ones whose spirits who are too much for the containers that hold them. For the ones who shatter glass with their laughs and erupt to stay breathing. The ones who once couldn’t remember what their own voices felt like vibrating through their chests. This one is for you. For the…

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My Battle Cry

  My mom has held political office since I was 10 years old. I grew up in a house where my voice always mattered. In fact, my mom would always say “Speak UP, Allie! You have to speak up!” Let me tell you, I hated it when she said that. Now that I am older,…

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