Pull me down from my pedestal
It’s cold up here alone
Strip me of my saintly ancestry
It’s too heavy, stifling, to be worn
Breathe life into my marbled joints
Let your sweat salt my flesh
Season my womanhood into full form
So I can become a stranger to my former self
“Strip me of my saintly ancestry”….very well said.
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