pearls (kpmoulton) Wk - 1-2

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pearls


she spent thirteen years building

to this one moment:

a walk across a stage in a gown.

they were steps taken with ease,

heels clicking on concrete,

steps taken by one who knew that

they deserved every minute of

traditional, celebratory fanfare.


yet, it was not as initially imagined -

the owner of the pearls she wore

didn't sit waiting, watching as she

always expected her to be. instead,

the seat was empty, but her presence

was felt in every single one

of those deliberate steps.


somewhere along the way

(to this stage, this moment),

moving forward for the sake

of moving

began to take more precedence

than movement with purpose.

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