When my mane is a bob and my bob is a mane, I long for my dress, and my dress sheds rays. When the stars look down and shine in colors, Reminding us that we had antlers, I know, I’m more than only me. I’m people, I’m colors, I’m dust in disguise, I’m fluids, walking […]
Press pause. Press pause. The time has not come yet, for you to know where to go. First, step into the next place from there we will lighten up the further road for you. Go to sleep now, my child. Your life is wild. Don’t worry, we’re here. Solid and clear.
A ball in the belly. A ball of stone. Heavy and rocky, set in my bones. I wish for closure, to find my amends. The weight can’t be lifted Clenches and stands Shake it off, girl Murmur with me Old skin sits tight and snakes are my gift. Love, grant me one thing The passage […]
The earth is old. Fractured skin. Broken bones. Splashing streams. Roaring winds. Press the hands down, on your knees. Do you feel the weight of time? Created as bodies, we murmur and throb. Knuckles and knots beaver away. And still, rivers are splurging with foams of the gods. Fluid and stone, resilient as one. The […]
When fingers tip faster than the fingertips allow. When the belly doesn’t pump in rhythm and gets me heavy blue. When my eyes are red and itchy, and all I want is to scream. There do you come and hint me of my foul-lasting whim. I’ve forgotten, again, that there is the world. When I […]
There is always enough. Enough space, enough time, enough breath, enough matter, enough love. My heart reaches out, grateful for granted gifts. It runs fast. Fast. Blood pumps through. Pushes the channels. Time runs thin. I want to give back. Honor what has been given to me. Relax, child. Just relax. Rush. I rush, I […]
A number. A rumor. A shining thing. It reflects time back and is not gold. It holds its children in silver ties. Collects white pearls on rainy days. It covers itself in the dark of the sky. Illuminates paths for night walkers. O mother, your many forms lighten my chest. I wonder, always wonder, how […]
My head is a corncob. A chewed one. Pieces of tiny maize skins, cover my chest. The sun is at dusk. The meadow shimmers gold outside. Tranquilized. I am inside. Inside, it’s cold. I’ll stay here, until my brain fog sets, but it won’t. My bed is damp, from sulky air. The chambers call me […]
Crossroads of time potentials. Go that way. No, go that way. Right or left, up or down. It’ll change your life all around. The weaving of time has been fated, they say. What about the time potentials of ever-changing grounds? Every move we make influences the other moment to change. Cause and effect. Cause and […]
The traveler is called to move. What breath rendered your sail? Seeker, what are you searching for? I’ve come to traverse, to walk across lands, barren and lush, over mountains, overseas, use my feet, trot and flee, move from tree to tree, from village to village. I came here to see. Traveler, what makes your […]
When a shock comes, I wish for a bed with a warm body inside. Let me crawl in and feel that the world is safe. The tower has been stricken by yet another lightning. Uranus raised its fierce fist and crushed that little rock as if it was a dry piece of cheese. Please warm […]
I’m slowly fading away, getting transparent, translucent, unseen. One step, two steps, my feet hover. Traces blow in grains of sand. A narrow path ahead leads me through thick forests. The bodies of full-flesh greens, the bugs, and the bees, swallow me, into the nothingness. A plea. My hands, those of ghosts, My head, of […]
A calling from the North. A shiver round the waist. Warmth in the chest. A cloaked back in the forests, forging the path ahead. Always forward. The center calls. Listen to us, we may play a debt. You may die. You may find the spring of life. The spine is spinning around itself. The north […]
When the season is over, I will cry. When the season is over, I will cry. When the season is over, I will cry.
A balloon, that is too big. It is tense and taut. No wrong movement. It will explode. Once it explodes, air floats out. Not so concerning. Maybe. But the sound is. I know the sound. It is a naked, dumb, yet piercing Tkash! I know the sound. It is high, very quick, short. It begins […]
Freedom is not just the next prison waiting for us. Freedom is freedom. A horse rides wild. Tamed horses’ bones carry stories of their fathers. The old ones, those who galloped in velds. Tame a horse, and it may add to your garment’s elegant touch. Let it free and you’ll glow in grace. Even some […]