Ancestors

Poetic Prose by Tyson Shepherd + Interview

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These old women nest in the trees that grow outside my home. Their faces are carved into the bark, their hair washes down from the branches, their toes are braided at the root; they watch me as I play near the forest, smile with me when I fall, whisper to me to get back up again.

There is no dreaming for them, or so they say; We, the dainty actors, we make the dream.