sisters

the candor of the women always surprises me
living on the streets affords little privacy
and it plays out in subtle
and not so subtle ways

is it easier to lay the details of your life wide open
when you have no place to hold your secrets?
or are your secrets hidden so deeply inside
that they are lost even unto you?

what is forgotten and what is told,
what is held back and what is shared,
is the last measure of control
the final dignity

we are the same,
in the beginning
and in the end
and most certainly in between

what divides us
is nothing but our fear

for the women of Rahab’s Sisters and all the women who live in the margins.

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