When the breath you breathe can be taken in a moment
By the dispassionate diaspora of privilege running rampant;
When the hot coals sitting your belly begin to emote,
Heaving in the abdominal bellows — an unbearable brightness —
Pumping heat and ash into your throat.
Let your breath fill that space, fan the sparks into flame.
You are stronger than you feel, your voice is loud even as you kneel.
There are those who know from whence you came.For you — and you, and you, and you — are starborn, and under the solstice sun your human skin will peel.