My white painted Heart

My heart fluttered a little when my Grandfathers truch rounded the corner on the gravel road. Dust storms following behind us, I was nervous. I hadn't been here in almost 5 years and I feel like I've neglected an imporatnt part of myself. I gulped down the sudden terror I felt when I realised I would see my cousins. It should be excitement. The winding road is as I remebered. Curling and twisting in amongst the bushes. I took a deep breath in my window down allowing the freeze to enter the tru- and i coughed in disgust. On a farm the air smells like sheep shit. My Grandfather laughed and we came to an opening. Paddocks stretched in long plains to the right boarded by tall ranges. Memories of a little version of myself came flooding back to me. I stared into the rearview mirror at what Ihad become. Piercings lined my ears and nose , heavy make-up caked on my face. I slouched a tad in shame at what my Grandmother -Nanny Fey would think.

"Hey Chin Up kid, at that gate everything changes. Don't bring your shit here to your Garndmother, a clean, clear white Start. Dont waste it- You can start by taking all that shit off your face- you don need it"