Their Daughters

Paracetamol legends I know

For rising fevers, as pain relievers –

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Of my people – father’s father’s mother’s

Mother, dark lush hair caressing her ankles

Sometimes, sweeping earth, deep-honey skin,

Amber eyes – not beauty alone they say – she

Married a man who murdered thirteen men and one

Lonely summer afternoon her rice-white teeth tore

Through layers of khaki, and golden white skin to spill the 

Bloodied guts of a British soldier who tried to colonize her…

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