THE PUPPET SERIES
The Puppet - 3
On relationships that drown out one’s voice and identity
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1 min readApr 28, 2020
When I was resurrected
from the old box under
the dark staircase, he had
the color of my past!
My sweet puppeteer steered
me well past my breath —
I scraped my locked knees
despite the strings.
But I rule the beholder's eyes,
as they move with me onstage;
but when the past takes
a front seat in the backstage,
all you can do is
keep playing...
© Sana Rose 2020
Written on August 1st, 2013
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Sana Rose is an award-nominated novelist, poet, physician, counseling professional and freelance writer based in Kerala, India. Connect with her on Instagram, Twitter and Facebook.
