I

I, memory,

I, a membrane and ghost

meronym to memory

and free—

I am the thorn

of flowers in your mouth,

and the foot of the leaf

between the limbs of

a small tree halved

like quarters,

and still dying,

I, memory,

I, a membrane and ghost

meronym to memory

and free—

Ancestress of loss

of the root and tree

that tried to die.

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I wrote this for the dverse prompt: “We are writing to the First Person Narrative, using  “I am” as part of our poem. The voice, and the specific point of view is you, the poet.”


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