Mourning. {poetry}
Last night I stepped outside of time Minutes became centuries Ten thousand years became right now And mourning the epiphany As clenching pain released...
Browsing Tag:
bone
Fitting In Is Not the Same as Belonging.
There is a great change upon us because even the earth is reacting with violent rage that we would betray our own belonging.
Summer’s End. {poetry}
The dragonflies are either fat or pregnant tonight,
or maybe like me,
they’ve stuffed themselves on every summer sparkle
and now they’re drunken...
I Wish You. {poetry}
I wish you the cool clean whiteness of shells, the sacredness of bones, the memory of flight that leaves its signature in the feather.
The Lonely Priest and the Avocado: My Journey of Surviving a Brain Tumor.
I collapsed into a grand mal seizure... A CT scan revealed its cause was a golf-ball-sized brain tumor, a meningioma, that required a resection.
Luna. {poetry}
She dipped her bones to blood
And found worth about her noble flood
Like woman
She birthed her sin to fearful sound
Our bones are born of stone: Solidarity after the Pulse Tragedy. {poetry}
To the war-masters, the rulers, the law-makers,
I beg you to open your eyes!
Lock down, lock out these metal life-takers
And replace with truth your too-sugary lies.
Bone-Digging Justice For The Holy Witch Healer: A Ritual Of Remembrance.
Yes, weak apologies have been offered for the cross-sanctioned crimes that led our Sisters to the stakes, guillotines, and gallows, but They did not hear them. Today, still more women in our wounded, wild world meet their deaths in the name of witchcraft. Tonight, we go to the hill for them. ...
Exiling Her Flesh From Bone.
The only map you need is the night sky that is written on the walls of your heart. The only grace you need is the wind within your scream. The only fire you need is the anger rising up from the bellows of your stomach.