after all day spent in a box I dip my toes into the meadow then dive… swim through the grass leap over the bushes splash back into ferns and bramble slow down drink in the haze herb robert evening primrose alchemilla willowherb as insects buzz their drunken songs and I am sinking back sinking intoContinue reading “after work”
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Me
When I wasn’t me, I swam among the sharks and let them take a bite. I offered up myself, inviting teeth to pierce my flesh. Seeing sweetness in their many rows of teeth despite the blood-stains on their lips. And when they lacerated my skin again and again I conspired to make some teeth marksContinue reading “Me”
brambles
my head is full of brambles where thoughts get snagged and tangled up where worries catch and hang like flags all flapping in the breeze
fighting for spring
despite winter’s lingering grip with frozen roots and shivering stems we haul ourselves upright to bloom to open up our delicate hearts and show the world that we are strong we will not lie down in the ice and let it trap us in its depths we will not cool our golden souls but standContinue reading “fighting for spring”
