the dried ivy chatters with the wind against the brick just there outside the window.
upsidogi has been speaking aloud. has been wording for herself, both to say and to hear, what she wants to believe-build-share. upsidogi is in the middle of a sky-swirl of shifting clouds-light-shadows. upsidogi has sunk into the mud, trust trusts and sees-feels a new layer. the decomposing. the transition space. upsidogi sees-feels how all oppositions are made-up-a-mask. upsidogi sees-feels the shifting between what had felt like frozen stones.
we got this.
and the raven caws and the blue∆dipped∆raven clicks and the echo and upsidogi answer.
r removed the stones from the double grave upsidogi and j built-honored-together without knowing they were doing the together-strong-peace-dance always everywhere. upsidogi clicks to the decay below where now two stones sit and upsidogi plants three green-pink-roots carried down the hill from tempelhofer feld.
in between then and then upsidogi trust-trusted as she walked through an open door and toward another open door and it closed and she listened and turned and left and went to her nest. upsidogi practices-trust-swims-fear because she drowns when she does not. upsidogi sees-feels how the transition-space-is-always-here-now. sees-feels roots digging-crawling-rooting. feels them as she feels the ripples returning to her body when she stop-watch-learns-trust-trusts.
we got this.
upsidogi bleeds and feels closeness. upsidogi sits in openness. upsidogi knows she can choose to protect herself too. wizard-peace-warrior-eyes-flames-words-dance upsidogi knows herself-knows-how-to-fly-herself.
upsidogi flies to the center of the sky-swirl and finds a red yarn from a’s hat on the chattering∆tree. upsidogi finds the path stephie and her family walked through the field all together-strong-peace-dance. upsidogi finds the thorn trees. upsidogi finds the pile of stones. and the trust-trust and a nest and the bench where upsidogi chose fear not love where upsidogi did not trust trust herself. upsidogi dances-hums-clicks through the sky-swirl and alongside two black ravens and the gray-black-ravens and humans and dogs and plants and wind cold blows her back to her nest.