reckoning
say the fall was birth // say Eve was the mother of all living //say the losses of translation // say the gains
reckoning say the fall was birth say Eve was the mother of all living say the losses of translation say the gains say Always the procreant urge of the world say Walt Whitman wasn’t racist wrap the children in foil blankets say sunshine as antiseptic say water say hum of pain in the inner ear due to pollen exposure to the sum of daily dogma + fear say everything is going to be OK say the way we move our bodies matters say following the center of your palm as it sweeps from left to right gather the energy of the sky press it to your belly hold it in your hands like a large bowl or watermelon at your waist say living children will stop dying if we pay enough with our bodies say to whom say the birds are rejoicing say how hard it is to have it all say mud-caked and earth-strewn limbs will save us say life without knowledge of good and evil spit the taste of that fruit
I’m doing a good job. You’re doing a good job.
-bad_french
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