POET OF THE WEEK
Kiana Davis
Week of February 12
295/365
Float
Walking miles on land
their bloodlines watered with their sweat, blood, and tears
for justice, a faucet slow dripping poisoned lead water into the mouths of children
cries for clean water, asylum, and peace
are met with contempt and death
not to drown in the waves of inhumanity
they walk………
Float
Walking miles on land
their bloodlines watered with their sweat, blood, and tears
for justice, a faucet slow dripping poisoned lead water into the mouths of children
cries for clean water, asylum, and peace
are met with contempt and death
not to drown in the waves of inhumanity
they walk………
Kiana Davis, Renton
FAVORITE POETRY FORM Free verse narrative. I love poems that tell stories and take the readers on a journey of their lives.
FAVORITE POETRY LINE “Later that night, I held an atlas on my lap, ran my fingers across the whole world, and
whispered, ‘where does it hurt?’ It answered, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere.” – Warsan Shire, “What They Did Yesterday Afternoon”
TAP WATER MEMORY When I was 5, I was finally tall enough to drink from a water fountain without help. It was a great moment for me.
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Amharic | birth | blessing | Chinese | drought and thirst | family | home | if water could speak | Indigenous | justice | like water | local waters | love and loss | Lushootseed | memory | Northgate | oceans and seas | Punjabi | rain | rivers and lakes | Russian | Spanish | sweat and tears | swim | Tlingit | toilets and taps | transit | Vietnamese | we are water | wildlife | Youth
