My Voice is Back

I could be a tornado
With what I know, I can wreak havoc and use my truth to dig up the secrets, dig up the lies
But today I was a strong December wind, the kind that exists in the desert
I didn’t cause damage to myself
Instead I made space for my voice and for my ancestors, the women who could not speak
I cannot say that I wasn’t nervous
My hands shook
Luckily Isabel Allende was with me
Her words tugged at my bravery and I spoke
I was called a liar even though what I declared was the truth
Guilty people will come up with stories and deny everything
It’s what they do
It doesn’t matter because my voice is back
I’ve been waiting for this moment for a really long time

Angelica Flores

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