(1965 / Abor, Volta Region, Ghana)

When I learned grief, its arms changed

When I learned grief, its arms changed
into the forelegs of an animal
and bark climbed upwards to sheath its hips
I also longed to be under
that bark, I longed for my own hoofs. Then
I threw off my green coat and I clenched my hands
and I throve
and thriving shamed me.

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Powerful. Appreciate the images your words and metaphors bring up.
I like this! Thank You!