I was born to a woman whose hands are washed with ritual
balancing act
temperatures and tempers
cleansing finales
this, always with translucent crowns on blushing fingertips
I thought her magic lay in age-
in mine,
the earthworms slipped beneath the dirt unsexed and unbothered
simply hydrated to form
and the heart-red soil had to follow suit
under muted hose and desperate hands
Liyou Libsekal (born 1990) Ethiopia
Source: allaboutETHIO
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