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Deep and earthy rhythms
rumble from the skin
stretched on oaken frames.

All hearts beat together
shake the listeners’ bones
till all jump up to dance.

Midst feathers and the forest’s brightest hues,
the lithe and agile bodies hop and peck
as the wobbling white girl finds her feet.

Let go, the music beats.
Follow, we will lead.
The drum pounds in her chest.

Her bones throb with noise,
feet hop, body follows—

She beats with the drums.

 

 

Originally published in The Sheepshead Review, April 2016

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