I am from old Historian words
a gripping sea/rivers pouring fish
the new land’s tide covering
baby’s breath
I am from a massive family
eldest of seven, little hands
grabbing hold of big sister legs
the depth of heartbeats
matching my own
I am from a wide coastline
saltwater Sundays and men
making merry
the company they keep
An exercise in telling where you’re from without actually saying where you’re from. George Ella Lyon does it/did it best. This was a writing exercise presented to us during my first day of orientation at my new job this past Monday, June 18, 2018. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
A Cornered Gurl 
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