tru madre tierra es me...

luving thru the last licks of fear


im opening
rising
surprising myself

this girl-mind,
once so untrained

is swiftly
mopping up
its mess


II my luvs’ past luv

there was something
in your spin

i felt it too

when i peered
into the abyss
hidden behind
your brown eyes

i shivered for weeks,
feeling fresh ghosts
inside me move

i saw my past
and future selves in you

rejecting
a strength
in you

rejecting
a strength
in me

i now remember
to believe
in the transcendence
of we.



rhythm][me


im loving me boo
through the last licks of fear

tending my wounds
'n remembering my use