your body is still a miracle    thirst 
quenched    with water across dry tongue and lips  
    or cocoa butter    ashy legs immersed 
till shine seen    sheen    the mind too    cups and dips 
from its favorite rivers    figures and facts 
    slant stories of orbiting      protests or 
protons    around daughters or suns  ::  it backs 
up or opens wide to joy’s gush    downpour  
    the floods the heart pumps    hip hop    doo wop    dub 
    veins mining the mud for poetry’s o 
cell after cell drinks    ringgold colors       mulled  
    cool cascades of calla lilies  ::  swallow 
and bathe    breathe    believe    through drought you survive  
    like the passage schooled you    till rains arrive

                                                —after alexis pauline gumbs

sonnet for the long second act by Evie Shockley

Happy Sunday.

Anoushka Shankar ~ Voice of the Moon

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