Shotgun wed to my lineage

water, blood, bone, and dust.

My ancestors still gather

in my hands so like my

Grandmother’s mother’s trust

Affording my ample body rest

to settle in to what is mine

to settle into the skin

that’s offered me so blessed

I thought I was a sparrow

insignificant, common, abnormal,

I saw others the same way

insignificant, common, abnormal

But my vision shifted slightly askew

insignificant, common, normal

I accept that I am the sparrow

but I am anything but

insignificant, common, abnormal

I am proud to be a sparrow

significant, rare, and surprisingly normal.