Terrifyingly Alive.

heart strings taut vocal cords strummed fingers plucking the very air of silence pulling in souls consumed by grey days like the pied piper an artist in their element beautifying the world in colors and impressions, little divine creations words of enchantments music, dance and drunkenness drawing those clouded eyes to bloom in beauty andContinue reading “Terrifyingly Alive.”

The Baton.

Someone else will pick up the Music that never ends The baton passed on hand to hand from the relics of the past to now to the whispers of the future A building, a deepening of all that is None know the beginnings nor know the sound of the final note It goes on AContinue reading “The Baton.”

Part your lips.

The floodgates are open run your cords raw shatter the decaying constructs of rotting scaffoldings preserved barely on pickled tongues. Part your lips let Spring come through speak your truth live your truth let the warm blood coursing through you resonate with your wildest ridiculous dream love impossibly laugh infectiously It is truly a privilegeContinue reading “Part your lips.”

Wo(mb)Man.

Heat waves rising from her skin her body uncoiling like a snake lengthening felinely through the spine shoulder wings spread wide as an eagle chest bare with udders full. The womb of herself embraced reclaiming all that was taken given away unawares in her sleep enticed by promises whispered. The body that is shunned, shamedContinue reading “Wo(mb)Man.”