as I took this photo
my womb was ready
to shed her lining
and gift me with what I’d wanted all year
I knelt in the grass
stared adoringly at my lover
in absolute awe
of his resilience and strength
"writing is listening to your heart and taking notes"
as I took this photo
my womb was ready
to shed her lining
and gift me with what I’d wanted all year
I knelt in the grass
stared adoringly at my lover
in absolute awe
of his resilience and strength
the level is rising
the salt dissolving
as the water laps around
my bushy mound
I can’t stop thinking about
sea levels rising
and how my own vagina
is a complete stranger
standing at the front of my favourite fast food joint
I pictured this shot in my head
the classic golden arches
towering over the national flag
we’d been on the beach since midday
enjoying drinks and nibbles for father’s day
this disinterested dingo
routinely scouted his beach
it’s the first day of spring
the ocean is speaking
she wants you to come in
comforting, like a womb thing
sun drenched “driver’s arm”
barefoot to the peddle
full tank of petroleum
gearstick my fifth limb
my soul doesn’t want me to forget
that roaming is my home
I’m aligned when my feet aren’t rooted
permanently to the ground