smiling eyes
demobilized
serpentine wrap my spine
rinse minerals to spare
pearl tears for Mother
all she gives
all we take
the greed, a seed, rebirth; a tree
how can she be all this
in silence?
concrete-filled mouth
jaguar yawn let it out
may this flight
be a charm
to find home
stillness in scattered bones
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the father said to his son
don’t trip on the stars
as he walked out the door
wouldn’t call it “life-changing”
just another next step
through the ages
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