Birthplaces
cast-off
before welcoming steel.
Inbetween the old country,
statuesque Republic,
Atlantic tides incite
blankness, a clean wipe
of familial pools
welling in the blood.
On the continental shelf
of America, they’re taught
the anomaly of past,
throwing the sum total
of muses to starboard.
Some manners should not
be recovered after
the serpent sheds
its scales. It is by mind
they dry dock as Americans;
with newborn feet
stumble onto the west.