Liberty decides to spend the first day of summer questioning her life and those within it. Instead of reflecting on their differences, she thinks about their similarities and the impact they’ve had on her. She realises that they have one thing in common - they’re all women. She begins to create an ode to not only the dominant female presence in her life, but to all women and the beauty in their stories, through her poem ‘The Skin I Move In’.
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