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all skin and bone -- poetry by Sejal Akerkar

my brother could never

chase me through the

garden because he

failed to bloom


days flapped through

my hair

as the dirt

decided its day to sail

was when we pit

ourselves against


each other as if

god didn't mold us all with

the same hands




 

Sejal Akerkar is a woman of color and a junior at Sammamish high school. Born in New York City and after two pit stops in Philadelphia and India, sejal has finally made her home in Bellevue, Washington. She is the proud leadership ambassador of the Seattle youth poet laurette cohort at Seattle Arts and Lectures. She has a love for personification of inanimate species, but also indulges into the stillness of time. Her poems circle around the idea of reformation and giving back to society.

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