family tree:
we drank all the bourbon.
laughed about our noses.
rubbed out the stains
with ipecac or mercury.
some faded orange-
like neglected reunion photos.
others were treasured like dinner plates.
we lied to our fathers.
weighed our fingers down
with bibles and calendars.
we kept our accents intact.
dusted our ancestors in the closets.
waited on the echoes
to root us in our name.
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