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LAce Posted Monday, February 20th, 2012
Chris Mary Kurian

Let your hair down said the good man
You keep it too tightly tied
And so she did
The djinns escaped
As the dark mass came tumbling in thick clouds down her back
A sweet smelling heady wind blew

And she turned upon herself
And upon him
Wanton and uncaring
Hair flying, eyes bloodshot
Throat parched from years of thirsting
Legs splayed wide apart to feel pleasure
And in agony
Birthed a Self that she owned

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Posted by Donna Levy [ ] on Monday, February 20th, 2012 at 2:42 PM
Love it!!!

Posted by Chris MK [ ] on Monday, February 20th, 2012 at 6:48 PM
Thanks very much Donna. I am glad you like it.

Posted by Shaweta Anand on Sunday, March 4th, 2012 at 2:23 AM
Women need to own themselves, their body and souls... And yes, it's a life of re-affirming that ownership every day in subtle forms or loud, as the world relentlessly tries to snatch that ownership away, cursing the soulful struggle that happens within the ‘awakened’ woman’s trapped body and mind… Loved the poem is to say the least. God bless you Chris!

Posted by Chris MK [ ] on Sunday, March 4th, 2012 at 3:12 AM
Thanks Shaweta. Here's to journeys of our own!

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