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FINE, SO YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN MY NAME

By Sophea Amari Bean

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They said the stars forgot my name.

Fine.

I carved it into rivers

When the wind turned against me,

I stitched my silence to thunder and walked on.

Not towards glory,

but towards the place where even shadows remember –

whom I tried to be.

 

 
 

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