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By throat is how we arrived
A cradle in voice
A passion & command
By hands is how we arrived
A touch
Skin rising, cringing,
Churning of a bullet
By force is how we arrived
Scrapes & bruises
blood dripping & empty
By train is how we arrived
With prayer in our veins
With thirst & bloody lips
Trembling
By knife is how we arrived
A rip & tear
A cut & puncture
A sliced womb
By love is how we arrived
A fragrance & warmth
An acceptance, by chance
By death is how we arrived
A scalpel & trash bin
A plastic blanket lullaby
A rope
By miracle is how we arrived
A quiet river
A safe crossing
A push