Blue Moon
witches are everywhere:
smokin’ smart in the inky pages of the books I’m reading
the woman who saved a wounded crow who keeps receiving gifts from other birds
neruda and his everlasting love poems
C listens with her stomach
M mails epistolary boundaries
the second full moon on this, my birth month, and the word-earth witch zinging in my shadow, clanks a gold spoon against the cauldron of my past, urges me to marry the bully and make-love to the envy rising like a stiff cock-a-doodle-doo!
this poem-a-day is a non-linear grimoire–are you paying attention?
I tip-toe (red-nailed) over the change threshold, and hold on tight, mamas!
what a spell I weave! marigold, lavender, verb, volta…
burnt back skin lifts, peels off
dust in night’s light
I finished reading this 638-page novel in less than two weeks. Couldn’t put it down. Laughed out loud numerous times and wept at the end. I love reading!
Whatcha reading?!
VANESSA SHIELDS 