Skeleton Tree
- Grace Andrews
- Nov 20, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Jul 28

[9/28/24, 3:19:14 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: because — everyday I wake and I just know I am made for more
[9/28/24, 3:19:23 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: and that my work makes me dumb
[9/28/24, 3:19:29 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: and the need to make money makes me a slave
[9/28/24, 3:19:34 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: and I wish for freedom
[9/28/24, 3:19:45 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: and I wish to be seen - NOT understood — but to be seen
[9/28/24, 3:20:05 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: as if we lived in a 10 dimensional reality here in 3 D
[9/28/24, 3:20:13 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: and even my energetics were visible.
[9/28/24, 3:20:20 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: like — it’s such a deep ache
[9/28/24, 3:20:34 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: and unbearable sadness and I just wonder “why does nobody feel this too"
[9/28/24, 3:20:43 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: and even the ppl who “feel it and are aware”
[9/28/24, 3:20:52 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: they don’t feel it inside their cells like I DO
[9/28/24, 3:21:02 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: my literal blood in my body is squeezing itself
[9/28/24, 3:21:08 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: trying to exist in this world
even my cells are not happy with me and they’ll literally take my life before they let me continue in the wrong direction.
[9/28/24, 3:22:30 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: my grief is the skeleton tree
[9/28/24, 3:22:40 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: it stretches from the heavens with branches that feels like bones
[9/28/24, 3:23:01 PM] Grace Ewura-Esi: and roots that are withered but still present and anchoring into the earth — to the core of home.










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