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Posted on by Danniella

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

IN RESPONSE TO THE POEM WRITTEN ON THE MONDAY MORNING COMMUTE

Posted on by Danniella

I am a dirty lover

Drag me through the mud 

And lick me clean.

Scorch me with your love till all that’s left is an echo of a girl who drowned

Cleared of all names

Shining and new.

Thrust me up 

That you may see the stars in me.

Open your skin and let me in

That I may make home in the black between your bones

And sink.

Erupt. 

Surge the world.

Engulf me.

Let me roll in your chaos

Wrap it around myself

An inferno guarding my sleep.

Open your soul.

Let me in.

There is no you or me

Only Us.

Spilled Milk.

Posted on by Danniella

I am the child who spilled milk
Paralysed as the white consumes the ground beneath
Seeping into the cracks of the floor
Quenching dry wood
Lost in the thick and brown. 

I am the child who spilled milk
Looking up
Looking for mother as tears leak from my eyes
My stomach churns with guilt and fear and glee.

I am the milk that is spilled
Messy and un-contained 
Refusing to remain within
The constraints of those chambers. 

I am the spilled and spoiled
Ruined by sealed lips and too much
Space 
And too little room.

I am the milk
Cherished and separate. 
Whole and alone
And wanting
Mother.