BUTTERFLIES

i wore
that dress
with butterflies
and the pin
in my crown.
it was flowing
and long
as Rasheedah
and i
sashayed
up highways
and
across bridges
that connected
the bodies
of water
we danced
around.
two beautiful women
diverse, yet one
in longing
and
in spirit.
we dreamed
and hoped
for more
over salads
and fajitas
and unshed
tears..
we expressed
a freedom
that some would
have denied us
had they known;
the husbands
we left;
the ones
we were
yet
to know…
two girl-spirits
pushed harshly
into
a world
of morbid
responsibilities
that
tainted
our dreams…
we relish
now,
wise women
of the ages–
grand
mothers
and grateful
survivors
and conquerors
of
our fates.

Linda Tauhid
2/8/15

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