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I sit in mother
Warm with sounds of life
Surrounding me.
It’s noisy and peaceful with nature
Green and brown and blue
Cloudy and cool from rain.
The sinewy sweet threads of mangoes
Tangled and stuck in my teeth
The dripping syrup of mango
Coating my tongue
Ravenous for the sugar
Of life
And adventure.
Memories of the honey laughter of familiar souls
Mind sticky with the joy that has quenched
My searching heart.
I swallow
Reminding myself to breathe and savour the sweet mango moment
Of home
To let it settle and nourish me
To the bone.

Hunger and thirst
Inevitable again
They loom on the edges of…
And time winds
And I search for that fruit
Again
That I can’t always recall
Yet know so keenly
Longing for that soft warm embrace
Of home

Bursting

Posted on by Danniella

I’m… what do they call it?

Crawling up the walls?

I think I have cabin fever, for my life.

I can hardly stand the constraints of my own skin for much longer.

I want to stretch it and tear it till I’m free.

Till I can gulp down air

And I can feel the rain 

But not rain, the warm sun rays.

I ache to stretch like that irresistible urge to scratch an itch that feels inside your bone–

Entirely impossible to achieve without getting bloody.

I just listened to Prokofiev: Romeo and Juliet, Op.64 and imagined the beautiful slow motion explosion of the earth and everyone in it. 

I don’t imagine that’s normal.

Perhaps it is.