Monarca Rising

“She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world.”
―Kate Chopin, The Awakening

Vivication

by Carmen H Gray

We arrive here

Bare

Then clothed and told

As we grow old

Who we are

Yet the scars

 Many wounds later

Within us, the fabricators

Show our real selves

Broken out of those perfect shells

That we attempt to uphold

For the world to behold