Monday, March 11, 2024

They birthed the world
as one but not at once,
the way a newborn is said
to reflect elements of 
their lineage — their eyes 
a gift from a grandparent,
the way their nose whiffs
of one side and their ears
echo the other — but growth
shows the depths of those
connections as well as
the departures — a new
stride lengthened by
determination, a previously
unseen squint creased by
persistent skepticism. Yes,
the world grew this way, too.

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