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I will not ask you
how even under your feet
life blooms like blood
how each leaf and grass
parts as you come running
how readily they are to submit
under your calling
guardian of forest
a mirror of trees
rooting you in place
I wonder what language
you speak in your dreams
if you see three suns
in place of two eyes
and one mouth
teach me how to love
with your mouth
the only intentional parting
in the body that knows how to heal
the incurable hunger
like a knife can never be sharp enough
metal pulling toward metal
I will not ask you
how I’m meant to lie
my hand flat on the soil
so it can listen
and find the greatest hurt
I will go under palm first
to the centre of the forest
where your heart beats
with one thousand mouths open
ready to swallow
you're beautiful
BY CHRISTIANA JASUTAN
Christi is a Chinese Indonesian poet based in Birmingham. Her writing touches on themes of embodiment, love, identity, and metaphors. Her work has been published in streetcake magazine, harana poetry, and others. Christi’s debut pamphlet is forthcoming with Fawn Press in 2023. Chat with Christi on Twitter @ChristiJasutan or read more of her work on Instagram @cacaolatte.writes.
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