we are the bones rattling across this turtle island

we are the names underneath stone tongues

we are all the same dream. awakened passed

any notions of race or creed. but we are born

of lines of d.n.a. that map our sinew, our blood,

our stellae. we are the day keepers  from all directions.

but the ghosts underneath our fingernails

have to be set free. so we can claim our tongues

and our homes again .


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