To Sniff Tree Bark
And feel the mulch in your teeth
Roots to ankles, ankles to roots
Tie soft yellow ribbon round my belly
Round your tree trunk umbilical
As sap snails down toward the waiting
Toward hungry bluebird mouths wide open
I am hungry bluebird nourished by ethereal eternal patience
Wrapped arms round branches while leaves entangle round limbs
Inhale earthy scent of what has always been and always will be
Feeling stems sprout between toes and fingers
As flowers push through internal cracks like the breeze through tall grass
Life blooms regardless of trauma
Seedlings sprout regardless of contamination
We too, grow regardless, in due to heavy rains and blue skies
Bound together by the foundational elements of our existence
By the need for sun and oxygen, water and hope
For if I fall in a forest and no one is around to hear, tree roots still catch me, brambles and rambles and all
Branches still sway in unison to the storm in my mind
Leaves still fall to wipe salt trail tears
You cannot sever a connection molecular deep
Not when yellow ribbons knot us together, like twirling twigs pinky-promising companionship
While bluebirds collect nesting from my hair and rest in your arms
Where sap leaks out of pores as naturally as it weaves downward through tree bark wrinkles
Our anatomy is a mirror
Ankles to roots, roots to ankles
About the Creator
Oneg In The Arctic
A queer storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.
Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices
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