To my mothers,
I know you, and you know me too.
The Tale of “The Epic YES! of My Mother”
a few brief thoughts on the quality of self-Liberation
and scared.
YES i’m bleeding
and scared.
warm December days
things my mothers want to hear
On this, the day after my art-site launch, I was planning to just Listen. It already feels SO uncomfy, having suddenly shared so much of my Whole Voice— and knowing I’ve committed to more of that, every two weeks, at least until all the songs and poems and pics and vids are released.
My mothers have their own ideas.