Joy (cithra) wrote,
Joy
cithra

Relative

Blood is dirty water.
I do not honor accident of birth
as greater,
more determinate,
than other quanta.
That this belief
was shaped by kin-betrayal
is moot, mute testament,
truth, and irony,
together.
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