Prenumbal Bleed

peeling my skinof indecisionfeathers brushinga slight incisionwhere fear enters inetching her blameon arterial waysand reason begs for its escapeshe grins and weavesthe shuttle intales tell and lies spincracking binding on my shelvesstories of fragmented selvesand as my moon’srouge belly swellsorgasmic catastrophicbars the gatesof hell~ M.G. Iannucci 2020Art by Silas Toball♤Some parts of me are alluringly […]

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Generational Abuse

he lowered his mask and took a drag i held my breath as i passed unmasked the truth i learned to hide is tied to someone else’s lie ~ Art: Love is Blind

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Social Distancing

my coping mechanism for fear of rejection ~ M.G. Iannucci 2020 ♤♡◇♧ Telling the truth is much easier.

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Feather Dustings

my inked inner thigh a crow arc and dip aching for one to fly her mate on your hip ~ M.G. Iannucci 2020 Crows are nesting. Art by Sergio Lopez  

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Unlabeled

sea of our wombs connected by moon ~ It is an illusion that there are separate oceans. When one woman embraces her authentic power many others take a step forward. You are worth more than flowers or breakfast in bed one day a year. Give it to yourself everyday. We are all mothers in some […]

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