I've been having problems with posting pictures, so I think there will be poetry here for awhile. In between settling back into the patterns my classes have taken, finishing my bee work and applying for summer jobs (crossing my fingers for Alaska or New Mexico), I'll jot down a line or two eventually working up to whatever my mind deems complete. For some of them I'd like to do simple pen illustrations to go with them, and when April comes around put them together in a little zine to sell and gift during Earth week (Yes, we celebrate it for the entire week with guided meditations, hooping classes, tie dye, guest speakers and a giant bar-b-q on the quad, and on some of the days students can vend what they make, it's a rather grand affair).
This one was written in August in a midnight-fueled delirium and ultimately inspired the name of this blog. Like everything else I write, it's still in the editing stage.... possibly forever. I'm not one for keeping things the same or settling. :)
There’s fire in
her bones
Glistening,
unnerving
The how and why unknown.
The simple shards
of silvered
Teardrop rubies.
Oxidation, drunk,
she dances
Weaving arches and
circles
Under the August
full-belly moon
Until ashes remain
And the fire not
quelled
But freed
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