They come out of the shadows,
not just one by one,
carrying pieces of me,
my past,
memories,
feelings - all the feelings:
joy, happiness, fear,
anger, rage, sadness.
Sometimes I get scared
and I turn my back on them
- I’m sorry - I really am
                                                                                                                            5/11/2000
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I turned on the light
so that they could see
the rest of us.
I face them.
In all my nervousness,
wait to hear what they have to say.