Unbreak the Son: a poem

I feel it there, between my heart and ribs, Along that thin strip of flesh. A crack upon the sternum Words And how they rest there in the shallow scoop of skin A clavicle. Words and how they rest there Fingers how they hover on an iliac Scapulae and how the feathers bleed when they …

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Hearing Color

This song feels like rain washing away your heartaches. Vibe with it. There is a meditation we do called heart breaths, my therapist and I.  In it, I am meant to gather all the love around me in the air, and envision it as a color.  All the energy inside my body I see I …

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