She knew that one day she would make something, puoro, gourd, vessel, body of water impossible enough to carry them all. I’ve known them since they were a 5-year-old who was told on her first day she couldn’t play because she wasn’t the right color but the other kids didn’t know that she was actually a witch, a direct descendant of tohunga and had transformative powers and in that instance their hex became a spell and it changed her into an immortal thing, a jaw, a whale, a knot made from her grandmother’s hair, and in that moment she realized that life was not going to be fair but it could be ferocious and forming if she surrendered herself to the brown, crying, clay. Don’t you dare tell me what they would do. They taught me that the entire universe is malleable and mine to mold. My mother saying go marry a white man you deserve better so I left the bone leftovers of home knowing that in two generations I’d be called an Oreo and my teeth painted into red brick, two mouthfuls of red roots and boiling water for dinner, for almost every dinner, so when I’m out with my mans eating an expensive hunk of whatever my ancestors and I share the same taste and you can see it in our smile so forceful it splits the space-time continuum. So she unraveled herself and wrapped around me like a blanket and at her touch the privilege of me was a headrush as I remembered making dresses out of sugar packets, my bro getting blown up in Forlì, my grandfather commemorated under one tree even though he forced himself into our bloodline and then abandoned me and me and me. I sat in the lap of my great-grandmother until the flax of her couldn’t take it. I know the earth has been beaten down and made gangsta but sometimes, e hoas, I just want to party. They gas me full tank and yas me in the mirror as I summon them out of me with my mascara wands and glitter and every time I draw my eyes on Nana you encourage me to keep my chin lifted upwards, my eyes filling up with stars. They twerk on the roof of the Uber as I’m pulling up late to the party.
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