I will be born again 

in the white gold sun. 


I will eat the 

ripest fruit 

of the tallest tree;


his juice will run 

down my chin 

to my breast. 


I will clear 

the dust 

of your wake. 


– Sheila c. 

12 thoughts on “again. 

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