I can't
remember
much about
before I was
born. maybe
because I didn't
have the water in
me then. but
sometimes a crack
opens in me and
I long for something
that I've lost. I
don't know what it
is. the river people
say they do. the
amazon speaks to
them, longing for
the time it was
together with africa
on one land flowing
with the congo as
one river. that was
before it shifted and
drifted away
did I too?
*In the distant past, africa and south america were one land mass with one river (the congo and amazon) flowing across it.
