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Beloved of the Mother

written by: Holly Michaels



The Nile curves along my thighs
flows North against your desert lies,
just by being,

in muddy waters men seek meaning
yet never reach the bottom
before shallow lungs expand
in final breaths.

Pyramids rise within my brow,
shrouds to lesser, weaker crowns,
Hieroglyphics spell
my reign of glory.

I am Egypt's legacy,
the inheritance alive in me,
from ancient Cairo
to New York City,

I am Nefertari.

Holly Michaels

Holly Michaels

Holly Michaels is a poet from Appalachia writing on themes of love and loss. She is an outspoken advocate for social justice, social worker, mother, and lover of flip-flops.
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