Ceremony
~ Down on my knees crawling through the blanket flap cervix the intimate waves of heat are in transition but I am ready even though I’m ignorant and forgetful of this raw intricate birthing Sweat...
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~ The moon is a pale sliver of the bloody morning sky I feel the wistful spirits peering from behind its silver skirt yearning for color giving themselves names whispering to be...
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~ I once took a lover Substantial as the undertow He sang… He sang my pulse a metronome As mermaids surfaced mesmerized ~ He showed me between his strong legs Thick hairs, long soaked in the moon...
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