Diced into dozens of dancing figurines
Splayed into colors with burning in-betweens
Flesh is united: “Make your peace with me.”
Gas supernovas are bleeding into hickory!
Cross resurrected in holy blasphemy
Poop at the crossroads smiling back at me
Cathedral light bulbs grant epiphany
Ironside episode of holy fire matrimony!
Funeral offering made of cans and ignominy
Handed over in shame to descendants of Druidry
Time to respire clogged catalogs of grief-chimneys
How can I say this? It’s time to lie among the trees
Oak milk is pouring
Through open wounds
Labyrinthine crawling
Mycorrhizal blooms!
Grandmother take your time I invite you to speak with me
Will you run from your past or will you claim your history?
Hear the whisper in the room, adulterated testimony
Pole of witchcraft is the broom, or is it hung in effigy?
What is awakening?
Equinoctial runes
Which of us are listening?
Full Libra Moon
"Equinox Awakening" by Claudia Rocha Ferreira
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