cherish your three kunts
around my neck two rings one
obelisk between
two uneven breasts
asymmetrical ways of
being beautiful
find my body find
unique proportion to here
now environment
know my vessel to
feel-know what i carry in
me with this body
bird symphony swirls
above each song voice sound notes
moment’s harmony
together strong peace
dance with myself to gently
recognize trauma
in my body-mind
vessel cracks falls decays dirt
and bone are healing
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i was spinning since
my mother’s kunt i know
who i am. that child.
that elastic space
between attracting beings
alien to all
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FUNERAL MARCH
∆
i have this body
to employ to transform shame
to love energy
do it for the dead
mothers look at the living
eyes cry respect life
i found the shadow
of the dead in the living
my peace offering
they called me a witch
when i spoke lived loved my truth
they burned me they punch
me gag and rape me
when i love my body they
mutilate my kunt
pain moves through every
family until one can
feel it. i arrive.
crow and echo caw
i offer my mind body.
heal the violence.