She Tells The Story

• DateMay 7, 2015
• Authortspletcher
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She tells us the story of not sleeping and of dreams on the surface running wild.

She tells us the story of having the baby and his first steps and the sound of her laugh.

She tells us the story of her dogs and their work and how each day is movement.

She tells us the story of writing the words and speaking her truth and how she hopes to be on stage one day.

She tells us the story of the kids on her lap and the workers coming to take them away when mom can’t be found. She tells us how it felt with their hands wrapped around her neck and the tears falling.

She tells us the story of her doubts and her questions and the deep breaths when the anxiety comes on.

She tells us the story of getting the call and driving off to the hospital still half asleep. She tells us of her breakfast out after, a treat to soothe her heart and spirit.

She tells us the story of her new tattoo and bourbon on the rocks and rock and roll bands.

She tells us the story of being pardoned and what it was like to walk in a world she had left for many years.

She tells us the story of moving their things and finding her joy in the birthday party with all the balloons.

She tells us the story of arguing with the cop and the judge and the congressman.

She tells us the story of sewing new clothes and of finding the pieces out of garments outgrown.

She tells us the story of what it is like to walk in a world without her mama.

She tells us the story of going around the world and creating adventures because it’s time and life is short.

She tells us the story of staying.

She tells us the story of leaving.

She tells us the story of reckoning. And of jubilee.

She tells us the story of us.

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