Softness, Pt 2
A meditation on a small want, a big need, a cry: give me boyhood
A note before we begin: I remain in slow recovery from being acutely unwell and significantly reduced in my capacity for work. Due to working on a commision and casual basis this means I have no access to sick leave - just emergency savings. Thank you for your patience while I have had little content in this space, and thank you for continuing to financially support me and the work I do. If you haven’t considered becoming a paid subscriber, now would be a time where it means a lot to me, and allows me to take the time I need to receive care and recover. If you have the means to become a founding member, or subscribe by year as opposed to monthly, this would also make a huge difference. Thank you for showing up in this space - in whatever form. I am always grateful for those who feel my words are worth reading. Ngā mihi nui, Lou x
Soft river stone - a call beyond girlhood
1 month goes by since asking I think I can do this It isn’t so bad Given time to wait hold on to girlhood Time for me To nestle the softness of womanhood in the palm of my hand and turn her over (over/over/over)
Like pounamu Admiring her smooth sides Before I farewell her Place her back in the glass shatter water of the rushing awa Trickling over my d e l i c a t e f e e t