you can feel it coming
so familiar
not yet arrived
but heavy on your spirit /
towards you
your joy
your sisters
quivering /
you remember
and nat
and sojourner
and bayard
and all the mommas
who straightened their backs
bent from the weight
of burying their babies
calling you
step forth.
it’s your time.
stand tall.
Posted by:Gina Brittney Ann

made of cotton and coffee and honey.

One thought on “history repeating.

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