she stands in gravel driveway
patterned skirt flapping in wind
arms crossed ----head bowed
and you go out to join her
there’s a sadness in her posture
but also an insistence
like she can’t wait for you to catch up to her mind storm
which always tornadoes two or more worlds
worlds of
------slavery
-----------refinement
--------------------faith
------------------------courage
------------------------------illness
-----------------------------------truth and lies
and the only way to bring those worlds together is to
pay attention!
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