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Savage Daughter
I am a savage daughter.
I stomp into the earth, eyes
turning to the sun: wings clipped
by another’s undoing.
If I scatter misdeeds
like tiny seeds, call upon
the rain: let them sprout
their velvet petals so that I might
have a bed to slip into.
Let me wilt and whither: bleeding
dust into my Mother.
Let her swallow me so that
she may birth another.
I stomp into the earth, eyes
turning to the sun: wings clipped
by another’s undoing.
If I scatter misdeeds
like tiny seeds, call upon
the rain: let them sprout
their velvet petals so that I might
have a bed to slip into.
Let me wilt and whither: bleeding
dust into my Mother.
Let her swallow me so that
she may birth another.
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