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The Field #morningcoffeesessions

The Field the field knows me keeps coming to my mind like the wind’s mouth slightly parted exhaling the delicacies of the past inhaling the electricity of time the field is permanent the mole under my left breast the inflammation in my finger joints let’s recall the land the land that held the field thick… Continue reading The Field #morningcoffeesessions

Poetry · Writing Life

New Moon #morningcoffeesessions Day 4

This morning's session took a different turn. I pulled away from where we began because I couldn't ignore what was happening in my body. We talked about hugs. And...you know I love me some hugs. So, the poem that came out was not what I expected...but also what I couldn't ignore. It's about menstruation, so… Continue reading New Moon #morningcoffeesessions Day 4