Excerpt from Don’t Shoot The Messenger by Ginger Harris
We sink into silk
every day
in paradise. Bathe in lushness
and praise our own soft
hands, nurture ourselves
in perpetuity.
For those strayed
into the jaws of this cause
I will plant a drop
of your blood
in the ground–
give your name
to what comes up.
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