static
heard the call from the wild
pierced my eardrums
wailing baby on her mama’s hips
bowed legs kicking uncontrollably
everything else around me
including the wind
is static on the brink
of becoming real
heard the call from the wild
pierced my eardrums
wailing baby on her mama’s hips
bowed legs kicking uncontrollably
everything else around me
including the wind
is static on the brink
of becoming real
A Cornered Gurl 
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