The Den
Knees bent
The Den
Bent over in the den
Knees bent
Vulva on the ground
Squatting
Hands in a shell
May you Drink
May you Carry
May you hold
May you share
May you till
May you morn
May you cover
May you sow
Chest between your legs
Feet planted
Old rhythms
Whispers
Bent over the ground
Hands in a shell
How much do you tolerate?
How much do you embrace?
How much do you silence?
How much do you offer?
How much do you take?
Here in the hole
That hosts the mystery
In the cave that
Lodges the uncomfortable
Hosts the inconvenient
May you sing
May you howl
May you scream
Here, in the refuge where contradictions nestle
Bent over the ground
Knees bent
Vulva on the ground
Hands in a shell