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My Throne

A seed by: Lydie Dubuisson (She/Her)
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Pronouns:

She/Her
Ancestry:
Haiti; Benin/Togo, Ivory Coast, Ghana, Nigeria, Cameroun

City:

Montreal/Tiohtiake
 (Tiohtiake)

Disciplines:

Music, Theatre, Spoken Word, Storytelling, Literature, Poetry
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My chair was smashed

I was sent to the corner

To look away

While it is taken away

I was building a throne

Of my own flesh

Glued by my veins

Tied with my hair

But facing the wall

It’s dragged away

I hear the soil wallow

My shadow is my witness

The wall is not a journey

The wall is a lie

A hard commandement

A  fraud

Behind my eyes

I see beyond the wall

If I can’t look back

I start by looking down

My feet on the ground

My truth

I am here

At the dead end

To turn without turning back

To twirl and wander

Bending, rolling, jumping, flying

Anything but standing still

What is left of my throne anyway

What was the point

Who am I

After the wall

The air, the soil

The wall, the past

My flesh reborn

My throne of bones

I grow life around

And on me

My body is a village

I invade the wall

All my feet touches

Is lush

Where I lean

Bloom marks the imprint

I am

My throne and my everything

I am

Here

A poem dedicated to …

Compelling Moment

Date: September 21, 2022
Location: Montreal
, Canada
, North America

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