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Sister Turtle


Sister turtle,
you are like me,
carrying your hardshelled
house on your back,
lumbering, sluggish,
the tides our guides,
the sand a gritty resting place,
hardpacked and cold.
Yes, we have laid eggs here
and we have snapped
until our jaws ache
at every sound or movement,
possible predators all,
protecting our young.
We must abandon them, sister,
to sink to murky depths again.
A turtle’s heart is most vulnerable
when it is flipped flailing,
shell down and defenseless,
and still she will withdraw
the softness of her body
to protect her vulnerable self.
Why, then, turn a turtle over?
I’ve heard we make good soup.

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