Panguna

Grown in the grace

of the old shore's

malarial embrace.

Twist of her fate

and a passing storm

I was bathed in streams of cortisol:

— runs in the veins

flows.

I've been known to feel

I've been known to feel

I've been known to feel like I've been swallowed whole.

Sunken

raw

I'll only weigh you down.

Numb from the day I was brought home

to the island where the blood boils.

— runs in the veins

flows

as something ingrained.

I've been known to feel

I've been known to feel

I've been known to feel like.

Feel like I've been swallowed whole.

I've been swallowed whole.

Born into civil war.

Born into civil war.

Born into civil war.

Born into civil war.

Born into civil war.

Born into civil war.