Reincarnate
This is a “Poem of the Day” feature piece
I don’t wanna just die I wanna walk through the forest during a rain storm And take my clothes off one article at a time Strewing them along the ground behind me, beneath me I want to sink slowly into the roots Of mishandled flowers and caving mountains That’ll lead me through vinelands Into shallow banks Where my toes will fall into the graceful Hands of blooded arms protruding from the river floor They’ll hold me steady as I make my way into The silence of still, deep waters And bathe my body in the Atlantic Beneath the light of a trans generational freedom gourd There, in the palms of the ones that died And fed the waters til its current changed, I’ll re-cover myself in the womb of the slain To die an honorable death among my ancestors
© Ama Akoto (2018)