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this piece is heavily influenced by the work of Rachel Pollack Step 1: The Magician Mmmmmm. Look at all those toys. Take me, use me, please make me beg for more. Make our body a conduit for Spirit. Make flowers burst forth from our lips. Let us bless you with our wild waters, our feral
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yes, this is an alligator, not a crocodile. This is an ekphrastic poem in response to the children’s book The Truth About Crocodiles by Maxmillian Eaton III. https://us.macmillan.com/books/9781250198440/thetruthaboutcrocodiles Crocodiles are devoted mothers. Cold blooded. Crocodile mothers guard their nests communing with their unborn children synchronizing their breaths to a shared miracle moment of collective hatching.
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It will never be today again. And by that I mean, I love you. I mean, what a miracle, that we are here together, right now. How will we be with that joyful circumstance? It will never be today again and by that I mean, I am haunted by the “x’s” that my son draws
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My mother is driving the car down the empty highway. I am 7. We are alone, I am in the front seat which makes no sense, I don’t belong here. She is gone. I am alone, I am in the driver’s seat, there is no one left in this still life landscape, the road is
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The doctors scraped my mothers skin for hours until the cancer was gone. It wasn’t actually her skin, it was my grandfather’s, she says our skin comes from him. She says she needs to get a wig. I want to study the shape of her skull, to lather something soothing there and whisper sweet nothings
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You can watch a performance of this piece here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pnisg2eknuM Version 1: The letter to my husband and our therapist. My Truth. Queerness cums from Earth, Water, Life. Queerness is about embracing the magic all around us. About play, about breaking all the rules in the stories I was and, am still, being fed. Queerness
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You can also watch a performance of this poem here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QB1b0k363RI Once, I awoke on a glacier. An immense river of ice. Her meltwaters trickling in defined rivulets Here, and there, across Her body. Surrounded by enormous mountain ridges, fed by a massive ice field far on the peaks above. Circled by elders, tall sandstone
Lilith Rising 