The anatomy of grieving I travel down my oesophagus, the rigged stair to a moist world under. I sneak through the epiglottis, unnoticed, pass the larynx, wordless and red as a vulva. Adam’s apple unbitten – my pharynx is no sinner. I descend down passing the thymus, space between breasts where lovers like to hide,Continue reading “epiglottis is the door”
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Body remembers
Start gentle with holding, with loving those parts that others broke open. Your cells are folding around the memory, but help them forget. Talk to your body in whispering sound: it’s over now, I hold you into safety. It’s over now and your spiral life is unraveling each day, each day closer to the homecoming. Continue reading “Body remembers”
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