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written in spring 2019 after watching a squirrel play in my front yard under the cherry blossom tree, rubbing its face on the grass, bouncing a rock around, running up and down the trunk of the tree, up to where the cherries were growing

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I reach out to grasp it, the fruit on the tree
how it hangs delicately, as if just for me
but I know, that the berries, will poison me,
but I dream of the fragrance, as I gnash my teeth ripping red, and purple, the juice keeps me fed in the woods

I rub my face gently, upon the green grass
feel the chlorophyl fill me, in a temperatured bath
and I know that the grass will wither and pass
and I love how the autumn colors, wrap me in swaddling clothes
of the night, dreams are coming
to the woods, to the woods

Stretching out my phalanges, the wind catches fire lifting me towards nā lāni, drifting head over heel
As the birds, sing so sweetly, the mourning rites ring and their feathers as offering, to bring back the dead and a little bud flowers, under the soot of the vernal in the woods, in the woods

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from you were right, hold my hand, released February 26, 2021

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Nalani Proctor Keokuk, Iowa

Nalani Proctor is a solo songwriter based in Iowa. Growing up in the small towns of Keokuk, IA, and Kahului, HI shaped her love of music, and sharing stories, but also pulled her in opposing directions of belonging, never quite fitting in as Hapa Hawaiian. Now, she's carving her own way. ... more

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