The Birth Canal
Humans have started the blind journey. No more floating. Now the canal squeezes tight around us. No way back to...
Sunrise Means We’ve Turned
Sunrise means we’ve turned, I and the ball I spin with. So the sun blooms, and we once more have...
Little Death
My body opens, inexorable as a rose. My patience is easy, knowing with the rose that unfolding must come. My...
Candlemas Courage
You are a seed, dreaming and dormant, held safe in earth’s body. Resting in your shell, you can be patient,...
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