Wednesday, March 31

Set Ablaze

My Hair


All of Last Year

Yea. 
On this full moon I'm releasing a whole bunch of circumstances.
Like doubt

I'm approaching my swan song to fear
           
         
           love
            openness
            letting go that which needs to fly
            opening to what is
             expectations

its an emancipation of pain
insecurity
disbelief
attachment to beauty
a deliverance
a severance
from all those years
of painful memories
grown in toxic soils 

some call it reprieve
but in that moment
as i lay there 
and watched her climb over those mountains in santa fe 
i called it autonomy
and took note of the smile
framing my lips

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