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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”

Patterns of light

I open to receive this Blessing fully, like a lotus flower blooming in emergence out of the darkness. My mind doubts whether it can contain this love wholly, still holding on to a grain of suspicion as to whether such happiness is tangible. I sort through the doubt with great precision like Vasalitsa sorting poppyContinue reading “Patterns of light”

Pain as a necessary reminder

Welcome back, little girl, small palms carrying a world so heavy. I tried to tell you – your hair is meant to wrap around the earth’s roots and your eyes are an offering to the sea. You didn’t listen. You trusted in a world that’s so elusive where lust and love are tangled up likeContinue reading “Pain as a necessary reminder”

Late Lovesong

June 03, 2017 I craved to feel this kind of love, anchored into my inside with the clarity of water. your eyes speak of a visceral honesty; you hold your head in truth, and carry light in the depths and spasms of this tired world. I knew you’d be mine. into you my darkness IContinue reading “Late Lovesong”