won't you celebrate with me
by Lucille Clifton
won't you celebrate with me what i have shaped into a kind of life? i had no model.
born in babylon
both nonwhite and woman
what did i see to be except myself?
i made it up
here on this bridge between
starshine and clay,
my one hand holding tight
my other hand; come celebrate
with me that everyday
something has tried to kill me
and has failed.
Drink some water. Wear a mask.
M
(A now 31 year old)
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