mikelkelly
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| Member | Jun 12, 2012 (14 years) |
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Bio
My eyes are an allusion to the stars
that bore my grandparents.
My footsteps are a prayer to the ocean
that receives my countenance.
If my eyes are burning up
the seconds of a dream,
and if my fingertips are the music
between river stones and rose petals,
I have come to the place to walk
until dizziness morphs into clarity.
The moment a daughter will appear with a song
in one hand, and a plume in the other, she will say,
“There has never been a time for bee stings, and there
will never be an absence to fill with what is written.”
What she will mean, of course, is that
my eyes are not my grandparents’ eyes,
and when rose petals fall,
it is neither an end nor a beginning.