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always a woman
always an intersection
wide and loving
in my steps
I carry the choices
made and unmade
I hold both paths
I rejoice and regret
the one I chose
the one I left behind
always an intersection

front pew people

joy so light

you drift to your feet

swaying awkwardly

clapping without rhythm

facing forward

looking away from those

glued and tacky

unwilling to rise

you look

clear and

overflowing