from under the belly of the bridge
I arrive like wonder
like a wound
flickering like prayer or heartbeat
remembered, returned,
and restitute
surely, it must be true that others
too, climbed language like
a promised land
A beautiful book, Sonya Renee Taylor's The Body is Not an Apology , for a bookclub via the college librarians. I've been trying to...
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