Saturday, April 10, 2010

Day 262: mothers

when there is no one left to blame
we blame our mothers
slice their wombs
call it collateral damage
call our mothers
in birthing
as if something so memorized could ever be anything less then miracle
we hold knowing in these bodies
Diasporic dances
and we hold these truths to be self evident
that anything we need will save us
anything worth saving
will survive
and we will continue to hold them here
even when we become the blamed
the mothers
when our mistakes become grandmother
and we become someone else's
for living
skin and bone
the remains
we are the ones who leave last from the table
we clean up the messes

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