Belong-ing.

Here,
is where eyes un-see
and mouths un-speak
all that hearts have ever known
the ears to hear

Here,
is where souls un-be
and spirits abide
without knowledge or thought
of sequence or form

Here,
is where we un-do
all that ever hurt
and un-make
all that ever was
because love, because us
and magic is who we are
when we belong.

**

Β© The Short Black Girl, 2016.

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