body

to live in a body of pain

I don’t fit well in my body, some daysmy body does not contain me, in ways it feels as if my body’s not minelacking in joy and what’s divine Like womb rejecting a coiled foetus, my skin rejects my belonging so I fill myself up beyond fullness, with longing testing the boundaries of expansion I want to love and learnContinue reading “to live in a body of pain”

life within

Art by Carmen Seijas @_carmenseijas_ You have taken over my body. Just the way a forest takes over an abandoned homeor perhaps the way moss begins to cling to ruins, making them their own. A lack of light was apparent.The dark damp corners of my self were your perfect habitat. you flourished in the crevicesContinue reading “life within”

There is nothing of you in me

Where do you store this rage? This ancient anger that you stifled within. They were unable to hold her magnificence. Where do you store it? Deposited like small crystals of salt, or dark coal simmering. It is your body that holds it all: your grief and your exaltations – it is your body that isContinue reading “There is nothing of you in me”

I do this for you

I do this for you, little girl concealed under a folding of the heart. Shrinking is no longer an option. I reach down, squeeze my hand through the roots my past, under the ground, I reach down to find you. Pull you upwards by your neck. I look at you whisper I love you This Continue reading “I do this for you”