I just sit in my nest.
And wail and cry and sob.
I’m fragile and I delight in explosion.
At the edge of grief
I’m swallowed by it whole.
— from Repetitions of Ruin
(incantations from the same wound)
Birds
Bones
Suit yourself
If you’d prefer to sit there as I devour this holy pomegranate for my last meal
Then I wouldn’t bat an eyelash during grace
While the world is lovemaking to cope with flesh
I vow to touch the earth with the courtesy of life in mind
As you reflect the desert
Sandy and grit
The in-between
The more of the lesser
You’d be fine off asking yourself
Have you forgotten
And what are you willing to do to remember
Prayer & knees
Help me see the truth
Honorable truth
Svāhā!
Help me find clouds comfort
rain forest peace and spring stability
Svāhā!
Help me become my true self; honor my Ori
Svāhā!
Help me learn my lesson the first time I am stung and broken
Never look back and never think twice unless you can feel the moons rejoicing
Svāhā!
Help me remain confidently strong and stronger as obstacles match success
Life is scary but I am a vulture
Svāhā!
Help me release my anger as sun passion alchemizing the rays and pains
Svāhā!
Help me mend my heart don’t let me fall apart
even if Im begging
Svāhā
Orange
I am now called to bask in my yoni
And her waters of tears and bloodshed
Soft flesh
Of my ancestors journeys
Gatekeeper of the Akashic records
Portal of all being
Abundant waterbed
All my power comes from you
Pours from you
Then you bleed with the moon
Holy and cleansed
Sacred and magical
Freegrandmaa 