SandScript 2021

your mother suffered the loss of
blood, fed by the river
creating a sea
thick blood
here you are drowning in a flood of your mother’s
your mother drank from the nearby pond,
birthed by the Earth
creating you
black oil
here you are bathing in
your mother buried by the Earth,
now shallow with no ocean
here you are,
no sea,
no pond,
no tears
creating,
nothing.
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