Startled by the ritual,
she leapt into a bowl
not knowing the scent of étouffée
could permeate her soul.
As she swam in the stew
it transformed her.
Her fears did melt away.
And in their place a mask appeared
that said: "Come on, let's play!"
                           --Rhea Giffin ©2000

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