I slipped into the tub and pressed myself against the white porcelain. Every inch of me up to my chin submerged. My skin was hot velvet under my palm and pulled my hands along my inner curves, around the friendly dough of my too-soft abs, under the weight of my breasts…
Read MoreWe decay and become our most glorious
Reclaiming our place in the sanctuary of we
No one tells you this upon arrival…
Each time I change the water, I smell
death. When I transfer the bone
from container to resting space…
Ready to swallow once past its teeth,
a tussle between energy and frequency, so strange.
It’s never the same underneath…
the graceful spirit of plumeria
blooms in golden laces
on brown branches bare…
Now I know the moment that broke me, but I felt the warmth and sweat on my body when I arrived instead. Now I was in a different landing. Finally, I thought…
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