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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