it's so comfrey

(comfrey)

we all need someplace
to feel the comforts of home
it's probably within

nature's healing salve
will bind all imagined wounds
and the real ones too

what do women want?
though I would not speak for all
we have common ground

the Earth is fertile
mysterious and layered
explore it gently

water droplets form
on the shower wall, on me
practice writing there

I try out the words
caressed by truth condensing
let them fall like rain

intolerant

they may seem kind, but
charity and tolerance
can be heartbreaking

root veggies

sacred red spirals
delicious fruit of the earth
color me crimson


if I eat all those
sweet and spicy ginger beets
my poop will be red

flicker or flame

no matter
a flicker or flame
it's all fire

divide then
multiply the light
unify

the riverside

staying clean
has not helped my quest
for healing

embrace then
these muddy waters
and be washed

un-shoulder
the weight of the world
it's not yours