Resting

A visitor to the milkweed. Sometimes I think he feels a greater sense of belonging than me. I desire the courage to see the underbelly of the leaf.

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Continental Divide

rumble beneathmy belly’s sheathas i balance rebellionon the tip of my tonguea rosy pearledsalted thrustbetween mountainsand shadowed suncave condensationmy eternal meditation these mummified truthsthat lie bejeweledwhere they shoot internal guns~ M.G. Iannucci 2020Mutual enabling plays out as the victim-villain dynamic. It is an interchangeable interaction that keeps the balance of power unstable. My self-sabotage is […]

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The Flower by Vidur Sadhev

I fall in love with a flower knowing the temporariness of her existence and the uncertain length of mine, I don’t need a reason and I don’t look for one for if love could be explained I’d have no need for a heart, she gives nothing and yet I receive so much, balances can be […]

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Bone Mother

i diedas you camesewn to your namegrappling the soilbeneath my sternumwhere verminroot for remnantsof the bloodied remainsand i feel themstatic pricks that stickto fingertipsof shameas she gathers her claimmy porcelain bonesand skinbeyond and withinthe gruesome stain~ M.G. Iannucci 2020 There is a graceful beauty in transformational pain. The Bone Mother is the Celtic Goddess of […]

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