allecto's precious little life.
 
 
Theft

selchieproductions:

When they stole our language 
we sew our mouths shut in defiance,
the new words scarring our silenced lips. 

Many moons later we built a boat
of salvaged syllables,
the old tongue
a raised skeleton facing the wind. 

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