Spoken word poem by Jess ’08. First performed during OneWheaton homecoming in October 2011
Dont ask and I wont tell you
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The Only Way Out is Through
By Holly H. In 1952 I was born into a family that valued upward mobility, church going, and keeping up appearances. I was dressed up and put through my paces, told that my destiny in life was to be
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brava!
I’ve thought about this often since One Wheaton. Thank you so much.
thanks for giving a voice to the voiceless.
Jess, the first time I heard this I was sitting next to you on a stage and was suffering from “dear-in-the-headlight” sydrome. So, this is really the first time I have heard it. Fabulous! I played it on my phone while I was driving 4 times in a row I love it so much. Like the video part, too:-)
Jess, you rock. I love this.
Jess: “Que Brava!” and here I mean – how bold and strong!! Keep going!
Amen.
Amazing!
That is great. I hope many people see this. This is what happens when individuals insist that their truth is the only truth and lack grace and love – they break good, beautiful people.