with Tahtahme, The Sacred Bruja
Gentle impressions on a relaxed mind, erasing truths and reformulating the minerals coursing through muscle. The eyes, deep. The skin, warm. The breath, shallow. Courage slips through my rib cage and presents itself between us. With such a leader, I am content to follow, and there can be no question I will see where this path will take me.
March 1
10:31pm
And don’t forget to ask her questions
Before her body’s gone,
Before her words cannot be spoke
And spirit has moved on.
Don’t forget to ask her about
The wild look in her eye,
About the man in youth she loved,
And the summers since gone by.
If she hesitates to let you know,
Beg her; please believe
You’ll wish you had her story’s warmth
When your mama leaves.
Feb 6
10:32am
The Path of a Goddess 