The exposition

Mahogany Smiles
Nov 12, 2025
1 min read

Ivory drapes part like ancient tales of the water.

The audience perch in their seats, Anticipating the first lines chanted,

Dances that follow.

Finding solace in an act.

Honored to be out of one moment, and into many,

The narrative is imperative, With a peanut-butter plot.

My spirit leaves it's chair, To yodel on a platform, To harmonize my tragedies, Alongside performing bodies;

Captivating,

Perfectly dressed,

Never breaking character.

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