I Do Not Have Dreadlocks, or Do I?

I wrote the poem, “I Do Not Have Dreadlocks,” just before turning 40, when my youngest was still a baby. My youngest turned eight years old yesterday and I have dreadlocks now, at least sort of, kind of, maybe. Never say never.

 

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I had two wool dreadlocks woven into my hair. Shall I get more?

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Photo featuring my favorite necklace: Mjolnir (Thor’s Hammer) , a gift from my husband.

About Heidi Fettig Parton

I hold an MFA in creative nonfiction from Bath Path University. I write at the intersection of ecological and spiritual issues; I also write about the common experiences that unfold across women's lives, including marriage, motherhood, work matters (and vocation), divorce, and sexuality. Oh, and poetry is my drug of choice.
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