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I have memorized all your

rivers and floods

carved them onto the backs

of our maps

a journey out and forgotten

I know now!

we just lost our spot

Giving my last line to the

vultures

mangled, tangled pecking

five-hundred years

with my face flat in the riverbed

drawing an “X” with my tongue

I see myself in your tears

sucked up from a stranger

who drinks what is mine

taking gulps of me

pissing me out of the system