Sleep is nothing more then a far off dream So here I lay resting or so it would seem As ashes fall from heavens face I realize… Read more “Living Dead Girl – M. Robbins”
Tag: chronicillness
Shift – A Wise Woman Writes
Churned in chronic cloud Wafted away To tenebrous fray I’m wrecked Face down Among ash anointed dirt Abysmally amassing Illness Sadness Death So lonely Don’t tell me… Read more “Shift – A Wise Woman Writes”
The Body by Melita White
The body wants to move
wants to reinhabit itself
it wants to play
To bend arc writhe and double with grace and ease
The body lets go
It also gets tired
and stiff and it aches
The body takes up more space than the other bodies do
It is majestic and has presence
Full of symbolism and reference
it represents fundamental truths
cruel ironies and distortions
The body is encumbered
Yet extends beyond boundaries
The body is boundless
