A Feminist Literary Collective (& outlaw poets swearing)
Churned in chronic cloud Wafted away To tenebrous fray I’m wrecked Face down Among ash anointed dirt Abysmally amassing Illness Sadness Death So lonely Don’t tell me About reasons Or better places In this house Where words are weapons And welts wail long after The belts been cinched This is chaos And I’m lost WaitingContinue reading Shift – A Wise Woman Writes
What would it look like to be someone else? who did not wake up red-eyed and fearful? what would it feel like to be held and words said & meant to be turned gently in the measure of another’s gaze would it feel good or unnatural? by now, like an ill-planted tree, I have bentContinue reading The imperfection & the wonder ~ Candice Daquin
Hold still it won’t hurt and if it does then it’s your fault anyway you’re lucky to be getting anything if it were up to me, I would leave you where they found you hunched in a mess of splayed arms and legs, barely moving you must have asked for it somehow they all doContinue reading Tribe – Candice Louisa Daquin
