I thought to never knowthe agony and elation of giving birthbeing I am barren.No longer Maiden,approaching Crone,fertility escaped meleaving in its placea womb grown cold.What a fractured incomplete framing of reality I’d been sold.I’m blessed with riddles buried in folds of flesh awaiting recoveryby shovel and penstrewn amongstmy archeologist tools.I dig, chip, reveal. There isContinue reading “Mother”
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Avē Imperātor, moritūrī tē salūtant
A fistful of trust issuesand brain stainedpurple by midnight bloomsmakes for an interesting partnerin the coliseum.How does trident and netfare against the gladius?Shall we seeafter Praeco departs?When Trumpeter horn announcesimpending doom or victory?While being reborn veiled in vernix caseosa,dripping amniotic fluid before a raving mad crowd?Demand for blood geysersdrowns all reason. Instinct, adrenaline, fearfuels ourContinue reading “Avē Imperātor, moritūrī tē salūtant”
