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“Warm Earth” by Jo Eun
Settled for a moment in the place they came to rest,the seeds buried themselves.Knowing the course of waterflowing to my body, they did not fallbut caught the earthy scent of a place where water becomes pure.Sprouting, no memory of conception,no memory of birth.My body is foreign.Sometimes, there was a placeI wanted to spread my roots,and in…