I promise to remember you

I promised myself to never be baptized in the waves of abundance forgetting that water is not served fresh in everyone's cup slowly washing away todays debris from my skin, the water shooting from our pipes in rushes to be reunited with its vessel forgetting not everyone has the privilege of banishing their blood sweat…

Birth

It's funny, no one remembers what it was like to be separated, your bloodline cut with sharp blades, making you breathe on your own. A body now becomes two, the home you once knew is now outside of you. It's funny cause, if we remembered, maybe loss wouldn't hurt so bad. Maybe the familiarity of…