What is blood but water but red
In the morning sun and brick
And mortar shadows when
You have finished your tea.
Tell me, mother, what is blood
Staining fingers like blackberry juice
Sweet to the touch if you ask politely
But don’t look sideways at that one, honey.
And what is blood when it rains
Underneath my umbrella
On the sidewalk and inside taxi cabs
So there are rivers in the streets
door Irene Koronas
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