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a poem about rites of passage
Happy Friday everyone! Today’s poem will be the last one in honor of Black Women’s history week. This poem is about survival and the rite of passages created for Black girls. It’s a sort of “fill in the blank” poem in which one of the four words in the title is used interchangeably throughout. The meaning of the poem changes according to which word you use. (pretty cool, huh?)
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