Nightmare – Revised

The pea soup tentacled fog

That was (and is) a bad dream

Wrapped inside a nightmare

Which swallowed whole her life

Thins in wake of

Swooshing determination

 

She strides head up to the podium

(Later, surreally televised clip

Confirms strength of step)

Dares to harness

Her voice

Quavering yet poised

 

In measured cadence

With heartfelt emphasis

She dauntlessly projects

Her story

Mortifying and human

 

Audaciously asserting

Rising from

Smothering depths of

Cloistering shame

Her truth

This nightmare chapter

Will not be

All she wrote

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