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Poem: To Margaret Fell, in prison
'Margaret, I write to you...'
by Steve Day
17th January 2025
Margaret, I write to you,
XR is the name I wear.
In another time you would too
I know you really cared
about Earth and its wilderness,
about animals and plants;
women like us can’t confess
to being deviants.
