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DONNA

024: Mountain

6/30/2017

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Picture
copyright image: “Babylon Gardens", by Eugenia Loli
I've built a mountain. This mountain is blue and silver and a little bit of gold.
I have a porch carved into it, where I look out. 
Chakras: I drum and sing and everyone looks to my mountain, colors pouring,
and says: ahhhhhhhhhh.
I'm beautiful and enough. 
And strong like the formation I don't have to climb because it is mine.
But I laugh. How absurd. To be free
and open and in the fourth, and still having let 
It escape.
My guards kneeling - tragic - let It in only to give it a horse to ride back home with.
(My prettiest. My fastest.)

From my porch
I watch the sun melt to orange. Bright coils. These colors are the only thing that can fill me now.
It,
love,
becomes a dot. 
Hours later the moon slides open like an empty dish
waiting for a meal.
The blue. The silver. 

I'm sorry I can't feed you, I scream.
The moon hears me and shatters itself - a shard.
We correct each other. 
-Andrea Grassi


1 Comment
Jenna Kennedy
6/30/2017 12:06:20 pm

"But I laugh. How absurd. To be free" is golddd

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