qarrtsiluni

by Jeneva Stone

I have gone back to ground
back to the fine root hairs
that lie along your skin

gone back to ground I have
in hand the world’s blue cup
faint musk of you within

back to ground I have gone
into murk of natal flesh
thrust of the child-wish

gone to ground for you I yearn
bound to you ever make return

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Jeneva Stone — poet, blogger, mother, federal employee, practical g/i nurse, interpreter of EOBs, queen of medical necessity letters, keeper of the family exchequer, unlicensed physical therapist, knowledgeable wheelchair mechanic — may also be found at Busily Seeking… Continual Change.