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dna is just anotha theory for reincarnation: me, sitting in a burning tree (c. 4063)

prayer in the name of mama-n-em, creatrix & goddess of ack right

i speak in tongues & all my tongues know all my names/ so i know who i
be most days/ sometimes/ i just forget/ i donít have perfect memory/ who
does?/ just a damn good one/ telling you now/ you can trust & believe
that shit/ telling you now/ donít you forget that shit/when you sent for
me/ i came for you/ here i stand for you/ here i be for you/ yes i turned
my back against you/ i had to go sleep in the belly of a whale/ last night i
had a dream/ that i got so bored that/ i began eating the whaleís flesh
from the in/ side/out/ i sucked on the bones/ & i did not choke/ i
swallowed some/ & i spat some out/ when i woke, i wept/ what you will
consume/ what you will swallow down/ what you will be swallowed up by/
when you canít digest/ the thought of your damn self/ iím not proud of it/
not ashamed neither/ admit it/ you canít handle this shit/ i mean i be so
oceanic/ which is to say/ i be siren now/ which is to say/ hey now, why
donít you come see about me sometimes?/ i mean/ i been singin songs/
croonin comets/ gurglin stars/ just for you/ just for you/ but you donít be
noticin/ do you?/ cuz you donít be listenin/ do you?/ you donít/ know my
name/ you donít/ know none of my names/ you mustíve forgot who i be/
ainít you?/ remember/ i got a moon for a mouth/ remember/ i got a
sarcophagus for a throat/ remember/ i inhale & draw ghosts from your
nostrils/ they gonna tell me secrets about the dirt/ remember/ iíma
seduce the shadows from your eye sockets/ & make them spin around/
once/ twice/ thrice/for me/remember/ got fire shut up in my bones/ &
saltwater shut up in my lungs/ & got my soul shut up in some flesh/ & got
this body shut up in a wound/& that wound stays wide open/ wide open/
remember/ i leave from & return to the same place/ always/ no/ where/
now/ here/ call me nomadwoman/ remember/ i be no/ madwoman/ watch
this/ on the first day/ i be dancing/ & watch this/ on the seventh day/ i be
dancing/ i be dancing/ i be dancing/ i just be dancing/ watch me/ i close
my eyes/ & i see this is good/ wash me/ i be good

Destiny Hemphill

Winter Tangerine

Issue 3

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