She wore a dress of black
her self-assigned position
placed her in the back
Her face was veiled
she could see family sadness
she heard her own breath exhale
Her love was one of secrecy
she bore him children
She had his name, but not legally
Before the service began
she stood and walked to the door
leaving with memories of the married man
9/26/2010
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