125 A NM intervention on the OB-GYN work floor using site-specific poetry We can also conclude that half of all people spend day after day on a barking, bristling planet. Everybody male unless otherwise indicated. Male until proven otherwise. Here’s a guide for the rest of life: Language is set against me. Every word I hear, learn, read or write is a barking house I need to escape to get inside. Carefully knocking on the doors of every letter: politely asking if I can live here too for just a while. Mother tongues aren’t made for women. They turn me into a reluctant thief, a battered outsider who’s forced to resort to poetry. I demand a brand-new language, one that doesn’t turn my words against me. 7
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