Monthly Archives: September 2012

…of the soil and cosmos

…this is a poem for a womyn i love… like drips of red clay running through fingers is how i can describe your beauty raw, timeless, art, your presence…healing and necessary power you dance atop a warm evenings breeze with … Continue reading

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i am not okay

we, as womyn, trek through this life sometimes walking on broken glass or forced to climb and move mountains or crawl out of the deepest of hell holes all the while, expected to be unheard to cry silent tears and … Continue reading

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