tongue bit by oppression,
taste the saltiness.
heart beats the drums of
ancestors—body convulsed
hand raised—then clenched,
nails dig into palms—
veins.
red blood glides
down brown skin:
is this pride or pain?
taste the saltiness.
heart beats the drums of
ancestors—body convulsed
hand raised—then clenched,
nails dig into palms—
veins.
red blood glides
down brown skin:
is this pride or pain?
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