this sacred unmaking knowing that there are limited moons left to pass through my womb, knowing there are limited lives gripping my ovaries, knowing there are limited deep-dark streaks on my underpants, knowing there are limited cottons to soak my mean reds, knowing that the sacred unmaking of this body from maker to mother to… Continue reading POEM A DAY – July 30
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POEM A DAY – July 29
Buck Moon, Full and Bright this morning at 2:45am it was me and the moonme and the moon and the navy night sky, nakedthe naked navy night sky held the moon at 2:45and me and the naked night negotiated the light the moon gave me light and I gave the moon lovethe moon loves me… Continue reading POEM A DAY – July 29
POEM A DAY – July 28
Father Memory my dad used to twist the edge of his moustachefinger tips rolling thick black hair between them in the same way I rubbed two pieces of silkybaby-blanket material between my fingers the effect was calming, steadying, a pullingfocus past fears of fire and famine and failure the baby blanket went missing decades agoand… Continue reading POEM A DAY – July 28
VANESSA SHIELDS 