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You say you need to

take another look around

the chambers of my heart

A tube will be snaked through my vein

make sure the blood is flowing

the muscle pulsing to its best


But it will not, can not

show the life of this woman

the history I have written

into the marrow of my bones

the stories tucked away

in the folds of my soul

My culture dancing on

the surface of my skin

the laughter like effervescent bubbles

gently stored in my belly

The luminescent light

shimmering in my hazel eyes

My gains and my losses

my loves and loss of love


You will see only a snapshot

of pure body function

which allows me to

create, live, breathe, be


Fix me, if needed


so I can heal


every new day

more than I was

each yesterday

~Round Three~





The whitewashed walls
needed reinventing
new bones waiting
for a splash of color
to be revealed
under the chipped plaster
craving the tender touch
of an artist with vision
who could hold
an endless palette
see the woman
in a field of lotus flowers
the dragonfly taking flight
from the palm of her
outstretched hand