their shell a carbon offering to 500 years of silence
a genocide almost complete
so colonial children get Thanksgiving
taught as friendship with people they call extinct
The eagle used as false prophecy knows all
saw all, sees all, tells all
rapid-flight, Midlothian
fall into Powhatan again.
Bridging, we bend to see osprey at a man-made reservoir
There are shells from new mussels of old villages under
water memory, we bow to you, mourning dove
release from your place of slumber.
Cull more from my heart, tap root, native fruit
Feed from my tears
release Christian fears
from these lands and creeks.
Spring back, ever-green
ban petrochemicals, balance at the edge of tribelettes, tributaries
Reparations, Land Back, land beneath, pour out
our arms carry herbs, melt guns
Melt your heart, bless your heart
police officer repair, balance
budget post-national equity spectrum
you, me, all, we, ever-melding, different, complete.
I pray us queer biracial relatives
Bring hard lines to soft surrender into rembrance-joy.
Before Mother-Wound father sky and Pachamama
built channels of trust.
Alone they perish; together we won’t suffer or fall
cross spells into circles
kneel, head to soil
Let this healing commence
Breathe life into a fire both ancient and new
ivy-off, dear, boulder-cooling
the Sun Empire retooling
care technologies renewing, improving
Us into gifts beyond gold
us in receiving, becoming bold
in soul, in chorus we grind the leaves as we press the fruit
surrender, all, into brew of fog
Considerations of multiple, not few
I stay on the rock, undoing blue
You meet me at green beneath the veils unseen
holding braids between us
Light the ember, pouring truth. Unlocking them over you
bowing, below, sighing so deep.
Often wandering into catching my breath, falling asleep.
Rest, deer. You are loved by all creation.
