Shopping Bag Dykes

The truest image of ourselves comes from ourselves. Voice and Vision reflect the racial/sexual realities of life. I seek to explore and to express all parameters of this space.

by Michelle Parkerson

In our old age,
we will have graysliver hair
and
wise or wasteful wrinkles;
maiden/aunt/spinsters
smiling.

Others,
taking ten steps to our one,
will not see us:
the eyes not knowing
our images
nor the shadows they imposed.

Time
will shroud us
slipping in and out
of crowds
and closets
camouflaged
in the normalcy of seasons.

we were people who loved our selves
we were women who loved women
we were/will/be.