Tag: identity
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Here I AM
I AM who lives and breathes in soil,you teach us to let up our toilof trying to prove our worthlike anything could separate usfrom the heartbeat of this earth. Help us understandhelp us knowhow our bodies are interwoven with this whole.Help us take off these sandalsexpose our solesto the pure dust and dirtyou encompass and…
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Becoming
I wonder what it would be like to move slowly in this worldto be a snail and find home in memy curvesmy shellthe delicacy of my flesh.To leave an imprint of myselfas I travel subtlysmoothlysimplyon the sun-beaten cement. To find places of solace on a stonebetween slivers and grooves of a cedarlearning to staybeing grateful…
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These Boxes
When I was a child I was given boxes to grow intolike sinewon bone so my identity might takesome sort of shapein the chaos of society’s landscape. And as I grew these boxes defined mereminding mewho I was resigned to be.This helped a little so I might know how to cross the streetso I might…
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Unearthed
Waiting for this train to stop Has been the road I’ve been on When I moved to the other side of the world When I moved down and under From the up and over And everything is backwards As I walk down the street It’s like I don’t exist With every shoulder hit With every…
by Rev Alisha 