

FamilyI found our history once, and it’s there for you if you look. We sit on my mother’s book shelf. We are three chapter books… Mint blue covers hug us tightly.Family
Gold letters are carved on each volume one, two, and three.
Nova Scotia and Ireland belong to me,
And so does the sea. When you find it - It will be your story.
You’ll be added to the chapters, And become a fish an uncle once caught, You’ll be the salt that stung his skin bright red, You’ll be chapped, but you’ll be a great captain.
Then you will change your name, Drop the “o” from t


LipsWeathered,Lips
Mint stained, and ruby,
You press together. Snow compliments by… Falling and melting. Why don’t you open?
Why are you so thin?
Summer comes, Heat beats down. Pink and wet, You share.
If your expression is worth, One thousand words, You form the words to disagree.
Imprinted
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