A Space Called Mother I
Somewhere between power trip and power failure, I exist—in a cold dark place full of warmth—or heat—I dance like water at my best—like ice at my depths. I still birth. —9
Her Lawless Kingdom
These walls tremble with silence. They know nothing of this fear. …that fear you get deep in your gut, in the forsaken cavities of the dark part of your heart…that shak