Cycle day 25. Moons of Nissan.

Blood is pumping loudly in my feet

And sudden movement is not in the cards

For today is slow so far

For the bellies and boobies of my lineages

Move more slowly and more clearly

Fresh water and moss

Medicine from the earth

Poetry is written in direct accompaniment with divine hands, believe it or not.

Drop drop down the 20 drops of gold in between my hands

I am searching for small answers to questions that do not make sense yet.

My phone sits beside me and stays silent for this entire moment right now, a miracle.

Cycle day 25. Moons of Nissan.