poem

Bare Oaks there exists a place on earth not unlike the garden of Eden its abundant greenery and exotic wonders release the imagination ignite free thought I come here to escape layers slip away I stand bare feel no shame stripping insecurity whipping out self adoration flaunting a massive character expose truth embrace lumps, bumps, skin, hair know wholeness and beauty outside these confines attractiveness is a layered mask hiding reality  they have eaten rancid fruit gained neither knowledge nor power and paradise has been lost By Emily, 17, staff member at Bare Oaks in the summer of 2011. Note that the alignment is intentionalRead More →