History prepares me To welcome the Monster at my gate To treat him kindly To not look away No matter how gruesome He appears to me How rudely he barges in Uninvited and yet Not totally unexpected Though I shunned him overwhelmingly After…
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By Becca Lavin
I am a massage therapist, an explorative photographer and a, somewhat, mature human consumed with childish glee when surrounded by the 'Arts'. Visual, tactile, messy, human arts. Lover of the written word, the spoken word, the sung word and small visual delights brought into focus or, purposefully, out.
Empathetic movement
Move for me So I can remember what it feels like To be lighter than air and so___ Very sure of limb Move for me In ways my body remembers as if It were today When you hold gravity to task I am fearless once more & Free Resist! These universal laws As ever long…
Slowingly
Time races by Like a child Run amok Splashing at puddles Wishing for luck I anticipate Cells slowing As they will Urgency and dread builds Then dissipates I search for breath and breadth To fill me With presence and peace Not so pressingly Now As I am…
Your own brave life
You are the hero of your own BRAVE life. You may think you have failed. But no. Your supposed failures are, in truth, the little horrors you subject yourself to in order to see more clearly, the heroic failures of others and of yourself, so that you may be able to accept them graciously for…
Now for the LoVeWork
Remember what it was like before you became Roommates with responsibilities Brother and sister Bickering under your breath We can hear you We can see you We hurt for you And we always LoVe You I think if you touch one another In more ways than one Physically, emotionally and spiritually (LoVe is…
Map of a hand
How many continents have traveled beneath this flesh Been held in reverence or punctured on demand? How many miles of emotions have rolled like oceans and rough seas Or teased to wonder why? How many stories held safe? How many lies of omission never fully crossed the lifelines, Waiting to be thrown or held back…
Kindred 