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Where do I beginmiscegenated into dominancecreolizedtouristifiedcraving childhood reminiscenceglue repelsworn outeven my own veins are anathemathey itch on the insidei can see them stretched out over continents and honeycomb rockbeach. ocean. building.limestone stairdrapedpulsing over canopy beds and louvered windowsin their imaginary absence i feel the achenostalgic of a lost limbi want to toy withthe stump of my identity before i am snuffed outwhooooooooshhhhhhhinto extinctionrecognition and repair for stitched arteries leak into the in betweenHybridity & Diasporic WritingCharlotte Henaytime space placemothers’ land-ed periwinkle ackee johnny cakeflickering across world viewsis a wakefor my grandmothersthey comewhen I callnighttime vigil for my child wrapped in bright made from anguishtransmuted hatredsbred into coffeecreamset aside the ginin a heartbeatburn for spiritbreathe for mothersis there another story for me in there?sick handed downhealing policing ourselves so industrious we are relievedeven of our own agencytiredwordsajumbleofprogress in myI ride bitch alongside my own freedommouth teeth unbound i come to meltdownsilver shacklesmolten anger and memoryI wantthose trees and degrees very badlydiscoveredbags of Bacardi caps and beetle runs no exceptionto the craving that has powe-redthis reconstruction resurgence becomingi don’t need youto tell me this is myinheritancei recognize it on the death certificatefloatingi have never livedArawak Pequot Taino Creek Seminole ways spinningthrough blue holes lickuhduhtarbrusssssshwaiting under water eyes opensuckerfish hitches onto my hips i don’t seethe barracudauntilthe only recourse is toscamper leaping snagged propellorbleeds diluted ancestry into saltuncle not my uncle spear his only companion down down down nobreathdancing with our mother for dinnertrailing fingers in night sea skimmed by hungry mouthsyellowtail come uphalfgone disappeared by the tickle beneath my fingers over gunwalesrocked by wavesheadlesssnatched back i cradle what’s leftmy cousin swims with sharksguffaws at my foreign sensibilitiessettles71

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