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If I was a leaf surrounded
by love
and everyone I loved
was leafing
I would hold on
tightly to the dream
of reconnecting one day,
and never stop
beleafing
the rain came today
it came violently
a sudden scream for freedom

it caused trepidation
as it pounded into
the dusted surface
of the Earth

then it faded
into a whisper
a whisper only the trees
and dry souls could hear
9/19/15
the word
like the wings of a bird
and it'll take flight
spreading it like
a quilt on the bed
on a cold grey night

I'm spreading
the seed
all over this land
performing the deed
with woman hands

I'm spreading
this memoir
near and by far
making it stick
like strawberry jam
to the sides of the jar

I'm spreading
my pelvis
birthing this babe
pushing it out
with gusto and sage
Inside my heart there is a a dark place
a bitter place
where a doll-sized me lives
and she is sad and mad
and curses her God

She is broken to the core
her wounds run deep and purple red
she is utterly unworthy of love
she didn’t win the race

You can’t see her because she lives inside the dark place in my heart
you see only my courage and my loving heart
but I feel her
not when she screams
when she cries
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