Dec 3, 2021

This place of a thousand hills,
this place of thousands of lives spilled,
because someone drew lines,
measured heights and noses,
created differences no one saw,
while others tried to show
how similar we were to…

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Dec 3, 2021

grown men’s tears
well, swell and fall
in my presence
like water beads
bubbled up by salt
sprinkled on courgette and aubergine,
bleeding out of
purple and green
bruised and battered hearts,
pushed out by love
always …

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Dec 3, 2021

she’s been planning this day her whole life,
poured her wedding dreams
into sage green cream silk cushions,
fairy lights, hay bales,
real dried flowers in woven baskets,
hot tea and scones,
fresh cream and…

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Grace

Traveler, poet, educator, yogi, activist, artist, writer, British-Jamaican Londoner living in Ghana https://soundcloud.com/gracelouisewood