Day 26 of 30

UNTITLED

there is nothing
on the road between memphis
and jackson
there is nothing
but big sky
and fields of green bristle
and flags hanging
hanging
star crossed
star-crossed
and there is nothing
that can stop me
from thinking

about whether or not
my DNA is in the dirt
out there
if there are tributaries
of my juvenile blood
running like veins
bubbling beneath earth’s scalp
if the spirits of my folks
have caught the wind
out there
have caught wind
of my arrival
and limped the flags
just for me
just this once
to keep me brave

there is nothing
that can stop me
im thinking
there is nothing
that can stop me
im laughing

there is nothing
there is nothing
but the green grass
growing all around
all around

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