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Silver chrysalis of crystal swirls
where woman-child can grow

yet to be colorful butterfly wings
bust out in beautiful struggle

take flight in her own right
of passage / coming of age

prelude to the many
words before

her swan song
and stand against the wind

in what it is
to be a writer

to be heard
to be seen

to be her
true self

and not
be alone.

By Mariposa María Teresa Fernández