Traveling At A Young Age, a spoken word poem. “Friends one leaves behind for new ones to come…”
by Rebecca Dejenie
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Yvonne McArthur – Migrations
Migrations– Yvonne McArthur We began as aflock of Scots, aGlasgow-living clanEaters of thick oatmealMusical brogue speakers Crossed the AtlanticNested by the Speed RiverTossed seeds from theHeights of Black Bridge Some took root,Sprouted into saplingsA forest Read more…