


| I stand before you naked, my feathers of freedom plucked away. My protection from life and pain, stolen During the confusion, of our life, in the time of chaos... You reached out to strangle life from me. And began your plucking. Somehow, each freedom, each protection, was compromised. Now, I stand... plucked and strangled. Chicken to take back my life; Chicken to be who I am. Realizing at last, I’ve allowed my own plucking. |
| Ending a Marriage By Wanda Edwards |