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I want to watch my body nourish the Earth

A Poem by Anya Duncan

Observe the dirt

as it breaks me apart. De-

Compose the words

and memories which


beneath the roots.


I want to taste the fruit

of my labour;

Smell the blossoms who

snatch the muscle from my hollow arms

so they can bloom.


I want to watch my body fuel everything new.

If only to prove it was worth something.

Back to BoundBy: March'23 (Edition #1)

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