At the Dark of the Moon
As you unfold your wet wings, dear vulnerable one, the moon rests from our gaze; she, also, tender. At the...
As you unfold your wet wings, dear vulnerable one, the moon rests from our gaze; she, also, tender. At the...
Uncoiling our potential, we turn ourselves into human luminous just in time. Have you been sick? Did that old fear...
In the fabric of spacetime the arrow flies. on and on and on, our words to one another, resounding into...
Your eye, oh whale, calls my soul. Swallow me, dive, carry me deep down into the ocean home where our...