I was born crossing water and thus boundaries and I

was born in the old confederacy and raised in a free

state. And I knew rivers but I could never know them

as an African has. My rivers did not separate me or

keep me enslaved. And my passage was at will and whim

only needing a lift or car.

His rivers, were not tamed or dammed or docile

bodies.

                        What were the original

boundaries of this muddy broth?

Wabash, Anderson, White, Patoka, Green, Ohio

                    my rivers are mere

                          ditches