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Hagar's Night with Abram Only God knows how I feel this night when I'm locked together with the man. God of Eve, God of daughters with no names, God of mother's sons driven away, God of handmaids passed around like stewin a bowl, God knows I wish I could be ready and beloved. One name spoken from holy lips, a splinter of heaven and a Yesmy Lordyes. I wish I could give gratitude right now, this night, before I become lowered eyes and covered head again, borrowed linen and wine and skin. 20 ...

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