father cursed, “she can’t sprout wings!” but shut the fuck up when you came back from the dead born obsidian outlaw with two heads & two tails, when you came from the dead teeth danced in a velvet mouth, when you came back from the dead Pluto recognized wild cat splash, when you came back from the dead an old crow cauterized peridot, when you came back from the dead father drowned in bird sung salt when you came back from the dead you taught me how to breathe under water & anchor sorrow to the ocean floor, when you came back from the dead mother sang the blues of Forgive & Forget, when you came back from the dead all the sister’s elastic snapped & buttons popped, when you came back from the dead wood fell in love with penciling, when you came back from the dead i broke every bone in my ringing hands, when you came back from the dead exorcisms & cataclysmic shifts plagued your dreams, when you came back from the dead you learned how soft the paw, when you came back from the dead clicked your tongue as you mended our childhood, when you came back from the dead mother said, “can’t make someone fall in love,” when you came back from the dead sisters memorized the sound of closing doors, when you came back from the dead we woke the world every morning with the sound of frying eggs, when you came back from the dead for my sister & comrade of the heart, Tilly If you’d like to make an important donation to support this valuable work, there’s a Paypal link on the sidebar of my website. I’d really love to receive $25-$50 for my creative efforts & healing channeling today in the form of this post. Your energy exchange of $1-$25 makes all the difference! Thank you so much!
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