Once
I scaled back my own skin
Silent
Forced fingers still
and died
But now every thought
blooms
And i believe
in the possibility of flight.
(c) Kiana Davis 2013
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Published by Poet Kiana Davis
Kiana Davis was born and raised in Richmond, California. She began writing poetry at the age of 12 to grapple with growing up in a low income community and to help her develop her identity as a young black girl in America.
For the past 10 years, she has worked as an educator teaching at-risk youth in Washington State.
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