My history was passed down from my granny and her mom before her
like whispers at your bed
My history was woven in my head like the cornroles I had to tighten up with a scarf before I rest
My history was covered up and white washed
My history for a long time was lost
My history carries pain that strong minds recognize as strength
My history is to do so without wishin thank you
My history was taught to me brutally
All eyes to see
Because my history wasn't always for me to see
hidden
My history hides behind a simple goodbye way of life
because my history knows how to cry at night
My history like music in the streets you hear me
But do you dare join in
LOVE is my History
About the Creator
K. Waterss
Poetry has been my life for as long as I can remember. It's the only other thing besides my daughter that makes sense to me most days.
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Congratulations to Morgan Christy Rickards for their winning Whispering Woods story, Guardian at the Gate. Morgan has been a Vocal creator since February 2021, and this is their first time placing in Challenge — well done, starting with a win! Guardian at the Gate draws evocatively from Welsh tales of the Cantre'r Gwaelod, a lost sunken kingdom between the forest and the sea. Heledd’s dangerous adventure pulls her towards the water but her spirit is anchored in the woods: Morgan’s writing is atmospheric and exciting.
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