Today we are celebrating my aunt's birthday
All gathered in her home
Cousins pile through front door
Like leaves and dirt
Like footprints and memories
She is the aunt we all love
We are grown
With children of our own
We volleyball in the backyard
We eat
We clean
We TV
We eat
We out talk
We loud
We drink
And remember all the stories
All different ways
None of them matter now
We matter now
Our hugs matter
Our breath in the same room matters
Our children matter
Volleyball matters
These laughs
Feet
Hugs
Hold
Matter
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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