
It is he who makes
my spine quiver,
but it is I who has
opened my backbone
to such sweetness of feeling;
I am already made of love.
(2017)
It is he who makes
my spine quiver,
but it is I who has
opened my backbone
to such sweetness of feeling;
I am already made of love.
(2017)
I am flighty,
Easily distracted.
So what did it mean
When I willingly slid into
Your thick mud and
Never squirmed an inch?
It meant, for a while,
I was happily filthy.
It meant, for a while,
I was home.
(2019)