creating feminism poetry


March 28, 2019

Integrity: the supermoon tugs at your womb / self-loathing needles out through the pores of gossamer skin to blossom then / wither in silvered light // in dreams you are visited by foxes that coax the yowling night cats of self-doubt from the holes in your threadbare heart / they exit your soul with joyful abandon but still / you are bereft & hollow without that exquisite gnawing at your belly / without their fussing & clawing behind deadened eyes // it is time to let them go / you are calm / embrace emptiness / watch closely what the supermoon illuminates / the winds she stirs cannot be contained / by anyone but you

Ah! Collaborating with the utterly sublime artist @wolfmumma is a dream ? new piece in the series.

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