“Hold that white flag close to your heart

And pluck the orange from the sun – it is setting

Let it set on your palms

Let your shaking bones beat like djembe drums

Let your surrender fall to the ground

So it can hold this tiny blue earth together.

There is an ocean inside of you and

Its waves come in unnamed colors

Waiting for your fingers to submerge itself

In it one by one by one

As your breathing follows the drum beats

As your hand paints over the white nothingness

This is creating

This is tiny human in tiny earth

With so much inside of her

This is freedom

This is keep going. With tiny feet, keep going.”