Smudge Talk: A Visual Poem for Mama

“my mother was my first country. the first place i ever lived.” ⁣⁣
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—lands 📝 Nayyirah Waheed ⁣⁣
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And today marks 13 years since we found you. The day that grueling 2 years you were missing came to a devastating end, yet we found peace anyway.

My face is a reflection of yours. This visual poem is to remember that. I never want to forget that.

Rest my ❤️⁣😘

—Your kid, TheeAmazingGrace (I remember our last conversation and you told me that I was destined for greatness  and that you named me Grace, but not just any Grace, Thee Amazing Grace. Thank you for believing in me mommy!)

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