I breathe the coloured air cool like Autumn morning teaspoon in a cup. A touching clear precision the dawn brings with it, a focus, an esteem of something new; like Womanness. ‘Womanness,’ he said, just a word, a new word, or more… a strange word, a strange man, but real maybe…..Continue reading “I AM Grateful For My Breath”
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Sanity Where Art Thou?
Sanity is in the breath and NOW be HERE with me in deep air like sea back to the womb in this pink moment