Going to the Chapel

The last time I had been there was not for death,but for
marriage, vows spoken and witnessed by all
That was the last time I saw those faces smiling
the last time we laughed
the last time we danced, owning the room
That was the last time I was serenaded by surf combing boys
the last time that I thought I was happy
the last time I felt I knew a burning passion
the last time I thought I would love
the last time I felt adored
It was the first time of many last times,
the beginning of my future
It was the last time I saw her face

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Julie Anderson

Julie Anderson is the Creator and Publisher of Feminine Collective. Julie was inspired to create this safe place for women to share their secrets, desires, triumphs and pain as the antithesis of what mainstream media offers women today. In her column Pursuit of Perfection, she explores the importance of rectifying the balance of inner and outer beauty through essays, poems and articles on self-esteem, shame, family, and self- acceptance.

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