Millions and millions
and millions of people Millions and millions and millions of people, All
made
into
Piles of genes
me, thrown
all
through
my corners,
A DNA family tree!
A tiny piece of my nose once sat. On the face of an English courier, And a bit of my left once graced,
A New York sanitation sorter. Through Egypt and Checkoslovakia, Generations passed around shards.
Of what would Straighten
And w
my
later color
teeth, give
my eyes. me my self-regard.
ay back underneath
all that stuff,
Behind the curious genetic weave,
A fragment of Adam, A fragment of Eve. From only two came millions, and from millions came me, all different, all
a
the same,
DNA family tree
Jennifer Williams
