Dawn breathes an invitation and Rumi’s words taunt me: Do not go back to sleep. I am loathe to greet the day – not that I despise its arrival, rather that waking has become laborious since the onset of chronic illness. Daughter of a military man, I am conditioned to rise before the sun, have […]
Does the moon envysun’s glorified reign –(gender inferred) Sons were sunin my family,we women lunar Father straddledthe two – a secretwe fought to suppress Fluidity of pronounsnon-existantin formative years. (Image my own)
I feel deeply honoured to be part of September’s issue of Tangled Locks Journal. Thank you to Teresa Berkowitz for accepting my poem, “Feline”. Please visit me there, and take a moment to peruse all the writing: you won’t be disappointed. Tangled Locks Journal is published quarterly. Information for how to get involved is available […]
Fabulous stained glass, lovely rainbow post (also channeling rubber lips – made me think of the Stones’ “She’s Like a Rainbow”)
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Haha – that’s exactly what I was thinking. Thanks.
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wonderful 🙂
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Superb!❤️
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thank you!
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Wonderful rainbow collection 🙂
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Ah, thanks!
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