Dream #8: Familiar Silhouette Scents

She is a cinnamon shadow, outline of spice in her valleys below. A shimmering smile of ten plagues makes the atmosphere consistently vague. Time pyramids shift into the sand of the escapades. Conquests from the gossiping charade, pissing out falsifying words of lemonade. They lead their own illusory parade. He Read more

A Poem for International Women’s Day

Lilith, goddess guardian, first one to raise arms and plant feet downward. Enheduanna, I pay tribute to you. Golden signatures trickle down on miscellaneous temple hymns in honor of their presence. No time but now to salvage remains, original calligraphy to support descendants. Sappho, you underrated Greek beauty, as ancient Read more