shadow/destruction
the sweetness of suffering
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Rebirth
Midsummer I walked with myself to the lake, in the dark of the black moon rising. Black silk I wore, down to the ground and a crown of red roses and amethyst. Naked was she as the morning she came…
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Blood and Songs
Sister, draw you down the Moon. Stand naked before her. Be not afraid, but stand fierce in your glory. Let her fill your veins, bless you with grace and bathe you in mysteries. Let her rule your tides and drink…
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Zero
I am empty. The purity of potential, the zero at the beginning. I sit and feel, the rain beats my heart into sweet submission and I am nothingness, I am a vessel. A void. The tears come, punctuating my apathy…
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Sweetness
And I stayed, and I stayed in my body. I felt it all. I stayed and I breathed and I hurt, I cried, I remembered. This is what it is to release trauma from your body. I hurt and I…
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Freedom
In hell your tears do not cleanse you but burn your face like acid, and your anger is a futile, impotent shadow of itself, and you are reminded with every step of your insignificance. You shrink, you shrivel, you watch…
