Ode to Brigid

June 9, 2008
Dread locks
Auburn, tinted with ginger,
Tied up in a neat, high bun

Countless black bands
Hold your glory
From unwinding.

They shun cliché
Humiliate the word “normal”
They are proud to be unconventional.

Your roots rebel.
They shine your true beauty,
Otherwise hidden in the twisted rope of defiance.

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