When you see
a woman’s lipstick
marked on her glass,
know that it sinks deeper
than the superficial sheen
she wears so proudly.
For in a world which so often shames
the boldness she was built to exude,
the kisses she bares
should remind you that
her voice is here
to stay.
Words by Stephanie Montatore
Illustration by Tiana Belperio
This piece was originally published in Edition 31.
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