you berate the flies for daring to hover where your milky flesh beckons but i ask you who wouldn't want a taste of your sweetness?

trust me i know it's not always this good he whispered hotly in my ear as his fingers pushed me closer and closer to a thoughtless infinity

i am practicing being here without holding on to anything else

listen carefully - the ocean is whispering all of her secrets

how curious that anger seems to shrink precisely when we hone in on it.

Deep down you and I both a mass of writhing fish

this endless sweeping inside to clear a path to awareness.

you knew what i wanted before i knew how to want

some wounds, it seems, are written in our destinies

go on, hold the universe in your petals