Intimacy of Being in a Garden I dare you to stand in a garden and feel life thrivingseeds vibratingroots singingearth imploring the light into darknessthe beautiful darkness at death’s door opening it doesn’t matter what the garden grows – it growsblood soaked, tear stained, grief batteredbeautiful I dare you to stand in a garden and… Continue reading #NPM22 – The Intimacy of Being in a Garden
Category: On Writing
#NPM22 – The Intimacy of Preparing A Ledger for Taxes
The Intimacy of Preparing A Ledger for Taxes dizzyingly detrimental to the soul quantifying the energetic exchange of creativity numbers in a box the [sum] of our poems added / subtracted divided deciphering the codes in the black in the red[unbearable] + [frustrating] + [feel stupid] = finishing in a heap of hidden tearsanger cleaning to shed… Continue reading #NPM22 – The Intimacy of Preparing A Ledger for Taxes
#NPM22 – The Intimacy of Morning Menses
The Intimacy of Morning Menses I am coming, she saysarriving in the lower back, clawing Punching holes in skin, rising in redsher colour spectrum ripe Pay attention to me, she whisperscrawling in the abdomen, knifing She grips the mind and stirs ittakes away its clarity I am here, she exclaimsplanting in the ovaries, raking She… Continue reading #NPM22 – The Intimacy of Morning Menses
#NPM22 – The Intimacy of the Pepper Spray Incident
The Intimacy of the Pepper Spray IncidentA hiabun the knock on the door says hurryhurryhurryonce opened, it is a mouth swallowing fire two teens, male, one shirtlesseyes bursting angry redstears and snot and terror I take an elbow, skin coldbody shiveringlead him to the bathroom sink J takes the otherleads a curving spineto the kitchen… Continue reading #NPM22 – The Intimacy of the Pepper Spray Incident
VANESSA SHIELDS 