“You pulled me together with blood
and Soft Stiches” *
Thank you
Kookums
Mooshums
Medicines made people
Thank you
Kookums
Mooshums
Medicines made people
You learned to stich
So careful
That mending
A new thing lives!
We tell
Secrets of the dark
You know already
Details not needed.
And you still love
To you
We are not broken people
Sometimes
You add fabric
From unsayable times
To strength
Frayed places
To return us to work
To mending our medicines
A hope
Not a bandage
To cover
Or a scar hidden in shame
Some places much strong.
We are not broken people
Sometimes
You add fabric
From unsayable times
To strength
Frayed places
To return us to work
To mending our medicines
A hope
Not a bandage
To cover
Or a scar hidden in shame
Some places much strong.
They lied
to keep us quiet
The grandma’s come to unstaple our tongues
The Grandpas
Give hard truths
Tell us breathe
The grandma’s come to unstaple our tongues
The Grandpas
Give hard truths
Tell us breathe
You already know
That impossible reality
“Stop doubting”
Your deep knowing
You are not shame
You are not broken
You are not broken
Just need time in the mending basket.
Pehiw Wandering 2022
* Keaton Henson “The Pugilist” to Auntie W
Pehiw Wandering 2022
* Keaton Henson “The Pugilist” to Auntie W
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