Leaving (by Leandra)

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we return
leaving nothing behind

harmattan June
carries us
back

but we hold on to May

our experiences
like the rushing rain
only Ghana knows

fast hurricanes
followed by blushing
sunshine
pushing clouds
away

rushing rain
that cleanses
washing over us
like the red dust pushing up
from overtravelled roads
nestled between
life
and
living

moving through a thousand stories
smiles
children waving

this is what we remember

ocean crashing
voices away
lives intertwined
shared grief
and questions
and the happiest time of our lives

together
these days make us

eyes lock across the aisles
our stories connect us
through hatred and sorrow
and counting tomorrows

we will never
lock
eyes
again

but our memories
are forever tangled

despite refusal

sisters

of red dirt and
remembrance

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