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If I spell my name in bruised melanin
and ink across this mud and breath
made flesh melt down these gold fillings
into an alphabet of love letters
would you recognize your reflection in me
From the collection Prayer Flag Poems. Posted by kind permission of the poet. Photo by James Lee/Unsplash.
Read more of Hakim Bellamy’s Prayer Flag Poems: #10, #12
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