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Mother, without your touch, blood-lush access to eternity’s grasp, I am rudderless, and adrift, in a world that shits on innocence. ………………………………….. Daughter, without you to hold, a promise illumined into love’s totem, I am sunless, and moonless, a stray … Continue reading
Fearful symmetry, the shape of deep, fragile love– Winter’s cradle, stirred.
I was six when I found out I’d never become a super-hero. We were in the kitchen. Me, my mother, my father. My father’s hand was around my mother’s throat. He had a wild, bloodshot, not-there look … Continue reading
Dreaming, a tactile lullaby by which to set course.
A woman’s worldview turned upside-down by cherish– As above, so below.
Adore, an infinite crush twinning souls by luminous merger.
How a mother loves, the same as how her heart breaks– River with no end.
Beneficent choir, singular, still entity– Mother’s multiverse.