the missed spaces, the missed places, the missed times, the missed rhymes, the missed persons I could have been or will be, the fear that restricts me, the choices that elate me, the food that prolongs, the life that kills and opens and winds up and scares and tears and screws, inspires and heightens and pitches and rolls and drowns and crowns and takes hold of and molds and breaks and pours into and empties and burns.

and here we steal away together

∆upsidogi recognition

upsidogi sheds. upsidogi transforms. upsidogi is transforming. she chooses. to improvise. to dance with? to dance against? to not dance at all?

we got this.

upsidogi is a bat-lizard-butterfly. upsidogi is a bird-fish-caterpillar. upsidogi is the in-between-space. upsidogi is a centipede-composer-dancer. upsidogi chooses to do the together-strong-peace-dance with her-self-space-transformations.

m’s in the shadows

d’s in decaying wet dirt

nikki is sound waves

bardo is peaceful

we have found our harmony

recognize each state

under a tree of seed pods is upsidogi. feels equilibrium. in her kunt. that part that makes her a mamma. upsidogi sits down with nikki-cries and down with shifting shadows and down on the thawing dirt. here upsidogi trusts-shadow-dirt-sound holds her she knows-feels she was-is not alone doing the together-strong-peace-dance.

we go this.

upsidogi floats-follows-water-gravity to blue∆dipped∆raven’s nest. upsidogi is pulled by her own patterns, her own current, is pulled by her kunt here, into a self-womb-nest. upsidogi is a child in wonder-glee discovering these patterns, each time a surprise, when her gravity does what gravity does the pulling-upsidogi-dance. upsidogi has not birthed like this before. this is new.

bardo is peaceful

we have found our harmony

recognize each state

the transition, the birthing, the arrival of a new way of being. the myths themselves are ancient. look-taste-hear into the shadow-dirt-wind to see peace forming

in the patterns in the currents. upsidogi recognizes herself in shifting-fluid. she stop-watch-learns-follows through fear through a puncture into a black hole into upsidogi passes the silent-pain-rock in her throat to sit cross-legged atop the decay. upsidogi is not the decay. upsidogi is a centipede-composer-dancer. upsidogi chooses to do the together-strong-peace-dance with her-self-transformations. she looks at the implement. a cock. one cock heavy and flaccid a moss covered tree crumbling into dirt. trust trust upsidogi so you can shed-transform-fly.

shed fear they taught you to cage you.

raven to her left trust trust.

upsidogi trust trusts the sky-swirl from sun up to sun down finds her own gravity and is in awe. of the magnetic dirt-stone-tree. of the recognition there is dirt-swirl. upsidogi does the together-strong-peace-dance from tree to tree from step to step from wrist to heal to clicking-tongue to oiled skin to blue-black-painted eyes to gold-pink-painted mantel to her stop-watch-learning dirt-shadow-sound-harmony.

a calm-stable-harmony.

no opposing forces.

only different ways of being ways of coming together-strong-peace-dance.

we got this

xx

upsidogi

∆upsidogi transitions