by Desree | Dec 14, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Hungry Ghost In Hinduism a Hungry Ghost (or Preta) is fed rice so it can reincarnate. Write prayers for the dead today, feed them rice balls, they see only three children, say there is another one somewhere, knocking on the outline of a womb,...
by Desree | Dec 13, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Clubbersize At ten am, kids safely dropped off at school, we swarm to the club, slurp into neon Lycra, elbow our torsos through womb-tight tops, fold tums and pull bums into leggings that squish like a grope in the dark. As studio lights dim, we...
by Desree | Dec 12, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Affirmations I am healing. I am the cumin seeds. I am loving again. I am cardamom. I am breaking generational curses. I am black pepper. I am prosperous. I am salt. I am wealthy. I am the simsim seeds. I am beautiful. I am sugar. I am reclaiming myself. I am...
by Desree | Dec 11, 2021 | Featured, Poetry
Bite Marks I had that dream again, the one where we gnaw holes into the skin of all the people we have to love. And it got me thinking, what would happen if we had to wear our feelings through our fingers, and every last tip of them had to grow as a...
by Desree | Dec 10, 2021 | Featured, Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
camera obscura peels back layers of fossil a quest for answers * tree buds blossom fragrance permeates the air wash away the gray * the blowhards posture hiding behind platitudes spewing vitriol * sole crime: running yet the punishment was death...
