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Fia Naturie
2 months ago

That beginning gives life to this poem even though you bring attention to death. I like the turn in position
Atticus Abbey
2 months ago

Thank you Fia, for reading and commenting.

Atticus Abbey
2 months ago

Simple…but so emotional. Good one, Fia.
- Fia Naturie
  2 months ago
  
  Thank you , Atticus;))
Visions_of_Insanity
2 months ago

A wonderful piece of poetry Fia. This one hits home, literally.
- Fia Naturie
  2 months ago
  
  Thank you, Vision;))
Willow
2 months ago

Yeah…so much said in this. My daughter talks of not belonging anywhere. She’s not Mexican enough for that side of her genealogy and not white enough for the other. Never accepted in either. This cataloging of labels in a stolen land is mind boggling and saddening to me
Damian DeadLove
2 months ago

Powerfully penned, Fia. This excellent write tells it like it is my friend. Amazingly done as always. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

redzone
2 months ago

In Indigenous culture and belief, no one owns the land, we inherit it and are part of it and must share and protect it, leaving it in better shape for future generations. I think this is a much better culture, belief, and morality than what we have in today’s world. I like your poem because it points to this kind of understanding. A very fitting…Read More
- Fia Naturie
  2 months ago
  
  Thank you Curtis;))

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