The body wants to say: moonlight unseam this lonely skin and make rivers once more in marrow canyons grown silent. Our dreams are shaped like lakes and the water enters through what is unsealed and chink-laden, floods the bed of our being so the ancient seed in us remembers what it is to breach husk, to be so full so as to crack open and make a newness we do not yet know how to name.
From: Vol.10 N.01 – Private: The Transformative Now
The Body Wants to Say
by Kimberley Carter