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it doesn't just come

  
you’re a force, you
grown  
with a power    
lassoed pulled    
to earth  
sweat sting  
fingers    
dug into the dirt  
toes buried silt    
on the bottom of a river  
will    
anchored 4 feet down round  
the roots of an oak  
resting in the ribs    
of your rolling hills  
you  

breathe with the grass  
blowing over in waves  
burn runes into the rocks  
with your eyes, you  
sing in guttural moans  
whisper in no secrets  
scream
i.  
am.  
here.  
now.  
in your own voice  
your own stance, you  
hold it down with your goddamn boots  
fuck oppression  
in all its forms  
 
but bend  
the way    
the grass  
blows  
 
&you  
are contagious  
 
Jestalessa
Written by Jestalessa
Published | Edited 31st Aug 2022
Author's Note
For Missy, chillin' for a comp :)
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