Parading

We fit somewhere between god

and mineral, angel and animal,
and mineral, angel and animal,
and mineral, angel and animal,
believing a thing as sacred as the sun rises
believing a thing as sacred as the sun rises
and falls like an ordinary beast. —Nicole Sealey
and falls like an ordinary beast.
—Nicole Sealey

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