Cravings

I crave the sweet music of women who circle as I inhale fresh gulps of summer until my lungs expand with abundant joy. I want to run through fields of wild flowers, dropping loops of consciousness beneath multicoloured skies. In my dreams I fly to red rocks and harmonise with souls who retreat alongside mine.Continue reading “Cravings”

Reclaiming my period

My period is my favourite time of the month. Things have shifted since the early 2000s where the period was that frustrating, confusing time that rendered my back to groan and my soul to fill with dread. Such was the pull of internalised patriarchy of matrilineal lines of several generations past. Such was the tendencyContinue reading “Reclaiming my period”