Fellowship (To Scale)

Turns out shadows

can’t be wiped off, dirt

resists extraction

even with sharp objects.

Just digs in deeper.

There is no relief

here; race defines you--

strangers, sisters

irrespective. Shit’s deep

and love is skewed.

Words from Grapeling’s travel list: scale, shadows, dirt, relief, race, skew

Poem #26 of 30 Poems in November to benefit Center for New Americans.