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Nov 2015
planting my feet in this continents edge
this beating, I feel the earth moving beneath me
I lean my head back, prayers for the wind to keep me balance
only one direction is safe, away from the sand pounding on to my cheeks
Sinking, I'm going deeper into the ground
Melting, my heart feels the stories, the loss
Love, she slams her sadness into my body
its just enough, anymore and I'd be falling
I let go, running, tears following me
Dive, straight into her crazed arms
flipping, spinning I cant find the floor
my strings of white cotton leave me
I remember the warmth and the sunlight shining down to me
My family, their eyes, the smell of a campfire
I close my eyes and wait, but she lets me stand
Almost too late, I run away
staring at her calmness once i grasped my heart
I wondered where that was when I leaped to her
on the surface she's gathered, still, collected
beneath, though, well you'd have to see to believe.
Tahana Kinch
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Tahana Kinch  Santa Cruz California
(Santa Cruz California)   
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