forgiveness

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”

Last to let go

I let my body paint the story. My hands trace our beginning within space, my hips circle into spirals dancing our story that never ends. Our story that never ends but takes different shapes each year. This year shaped into absence, the space that remained, missing; From too much to a lack of feeling. FromContinue reading “Last to let go”