Home(land)


the quiet
reserve

the land in dams
holding water




they have shaken
your land
your digs your sorrow
your mindful wants
your farrow your brow
your east end
your west end
they ripped your land
your plantings your
grievings your
burrow
they have spied your earth

where are your clover
trees?
where are your well
wishes?
where is your wetland
+ dreaming?

I see dark earth
I see spent soil
I see lost time
I see barren

your hands that
dug here
fed your soil here
wet + grubby

stolen




the land said
let me stay here
full of life
the land said
let me reach up + down
let me drink the water
the land said
I will still be here
but I'll be
hidden
the land said
don't forget my
name




do not tape
my wings back
freedom's felt
in their unfold

mended wings
of love + spit
frail + strong




minefields in
open gardens

I don't have answers
you don't dig land

all the worlds
between us
are apart

I can only
throw my tears
in stacks high
+ hope
their meaning
doesn't flood you.

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