it is a risky move and the timing is never going to be right w(itch) makes sense considering there’s never a good time to ground myself in the swirling extraordinary chaotic energy of using my voice as a translator for my heart’s mad rationalities. it is not lost on me, that the stress of throat-chakra… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 17
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POEM A DAY – April 16
Before I Write This Poem I push downmy cuticles.The strikingpain waxesmy fingernail moons. I thinkof the plumptoad in the backyard.He’s staringat you, my sister-in-lawsays. Mymother callsme her witchydaughter.
VANESSA SHIELDS 