Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

midnight ancestry musings

i managed to dig into the depths of my mind
to find a current that will sweep me away
and back to a time – the beginnings of
my history line right down to the very first
one who crawled out of the skin of the earth
and reached, writhing, to plant seeds so more
skinned, breathing things could grow

backdated Post a Day poem for June 15th, 2017

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