a metaphor
In my once
upon a time, I
wore a veil
cloaked myself
from dangers
handed down,
family history.
Swaddled
in soft cloth,
layers
upon layers
my spirit-
winterized.
This behavior
snowballed
beyond
its season.
You can’t
winterize
yourself against
Summer’s sun.
Smoked out,
nature-burnt
the layers peeled
away
without guilt
and I
lay swathed
not
in madness.
The veil:
a metaphor
of humility,
protection,
of freedom.
But I was never free
as the day
I threw my veil
in the sun,
cast off my history
and staked claim
to a future
not planned
for me.
AMEN.
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