Flight

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Against a sky of perfect blue

Containing strains of purest white,

My heart and soul,

A kite woven,

Takes flight.

Finally, after all the years,

Unafraid of the heights

Attained on these winds.

 

My hope no longer dwells within

A fortress built

Of scars or fears

That others would have me hear.

 

 

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Annette Kalandros

I am a retired teacher, enjoying everything that retirement means. In addition, I have been active in the LGBTQ community since I was four years old and marched my Ken doll with all his little Ken accouterments to the big metal trash can in the yard. Yes, I dumped Ken, along with said accouterments, into the can and slammed the lid on. My two Barbie dolls lived happily ever after.

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