10 minute free write (with a little post-time editing); prompt- growth; Feb 12, 2016; When I was a child, I fell a lot. Everyone told me it was from growing so fast; I was the tallest person in my class and my knees and palms were perpetually torn to shreds. Eventually I stopped falling so much but I still walk into things because I misjudge either the size of the doorway or the width of my shoulders. I am forever underestimating my weight in the world, always bumbling around the space I take up. I’ve been sad a lot since…
Witch Woman
Anoint yourself daily. Draw strength from sun and stars, draw strength from soil. Cover every surface with prayers and blessings. Draw strength. From sun and stars learn mantras to ward off maljoe and badmind; cover every surface. With prayers and blessings craft potions for serenity. Learn mantras. Listen for the earth’s lessons, craft potions for serenity, give thanks. Listen first. Anoint yourself daily give thanks always speak love into the world
Womanhood
pouring all your love into a broken vessel and slicing your hands on the shards
Re: tabanca
re: tabanca It will always surprise. It will come like a thief, in the night in old love songs like waves in full tide like the dull ache of a bruise. And it will linger. re:re tabanca Much like the tides, it will flood, but it will ebb And like the bruise, it will fade. You will learn to sing new songs.
archipelago
we, the dis- joint- ed children of stolen peoples living on stolen lands claiming and re-claiming until we can find ourselves again whole
2016
I enter this year bawling like an infant peeling away dry, numb, skin tender and pink beneath– but feeling.