Blood

I am bleeding
bleeding bleeding and through me
generations
speak and through the red blood red
my mother and
my grandmother
and my sister
travel back to that ancient
Mother
back to the ocean salt,
back to the primordial ooze,
and the earth’s molten core,
And we rejoice.

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