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They say I'm not
like other girls,
but that's a lie.
I eat bouillon cubes.
I’m well-rested.
I’m not afraid of
the evil forces
that shake the trees.
My voice is like church bells
singing into the wind.
When I die,
my nameless fingers
will root into the soil
and become gods.
🐰 garb by @greedy.peasant 🐰
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Before there were mothers,
there was only love
with nowhere to go,
which is how we got
volcanoes, and floods,
and hail beating down
as big as fists.
When the first baby was born,
pruney and useless
and hideously wet,
the Ancients gathered,
wondering what to make of it.
We tickled its terrible feet
with leaves
and combed its soft, black fur
with pine needles.
We looked into its mouth
for teeth
and could not find a single one!
When we finally said goodbye
to the hideous creature,
we watched the first mother
raise it to her chest
with a great sigh
and hold it there
until the end of time.
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🐰 garb by @greedy.peasant
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When
the shattered part
is made whole,
when frogs
grow into tadpoles
and clouds
swallow rain
and I am
born again
from a seed,
I will fill
your battered
heart with warmth
will pour
my light
into the cracks
until
the heart
wants nothing,
craves nothing,
only reaches
gentle as an egg
into all that
is broken.
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