Welcome.
As you read, I invite you to notice your breath, your relationship to gravity and the surface(s) supporting your body, and whatever other sensations these words produce in you.
(be)longing
I can't feel it yet but I'm open to the possibility.
Oma
I carry you in the back of my heart, the place that most never reach.
shadows (cw: gender based violence)
Under the culture I was steeped in, I was taught it was my fault. My body was the problem, & the domination my punishment.
It’s never too late.
I wonder if it’s the stories, the one’s I assume everyone must know.
shapeshifting
What does it feel like to pray with our feet?
