Saturday, November 14, 2015

November 14



Virgin's Seed



1 comment:

  1. Why does she hold your gaze
    Pregnant woman cloaked in stars
    Assymetrical squinting eye
    Fire that will not burn.

    You labor on our landscapes
    Make taco our routine
    As drug wars raze your home
    As brown skin unwelcome.

    How do you cup your heritage
    In psyche’s safe hands.
    Reframe brown skin opressed
    Into holographic blue.

    Why does she hold your gaze
    Pregnant woman cloaked in stars
    Assymetrical squinting eye
    Fire that will not burn.

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