Annie Stenzel, Free-range Poet
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But we are really the dust of ancient stars

The difference between immigrants
and natives
is all in your mind.
Nobody got here first. 
We all crawled out
of the womb together
and even that was not the beginning.
 
Whether you believe in Eve, or evolution,
you must know our ancestors
share a common grave.
Everyone’s blood is blue
while safely contained
in the body
and then, when shed,
always bright red.


"But we are really the dust of ancient stars" was first published in The Lake (UK).
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