it is slow, this stitching
of life together;
jaggedness everywhere
I am forever
reciting, remembering,
reminding myself:
it is not
'blood is thicker
than water' but
'the blood of the covenant
is thicker than
the water of the womb'
the fabric is stained
but the thread is strong
I fold the cloth over, resolute
gather my soldiers together
in tight stitches
these new wars we will win
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