Surrender and accept in the means of what is yet to be explored Surrender to yourself, an exchange exchange of being What is here is now and time we don’t see but inhabit Take but give . sit . don’t flee . stand . close your eyes . Feel .…

there are bones and feathers and babies faces framed in pink for infinity months we grow together child and mother but not just you and me us, them, in the words of unnamed he, she, it, we, the mothers and the mothered, the babies and the babied, all the cradled…

I am home. I am birds. I am exist. Xeminawo

The Wish Aragona, On the day of infinity earth Please flirt with life. From the brushes that gently touches your teeth to the insides of your eyelids, to the strangers eyes. Flirt with that toe you have forgotten put on those shoes honey – or feel “savage” with feet free…

golden red hues and an embrace as warm as a fireplace welcomed me home did it really happen all of it my feet remember marble my thighs remember stairs my nose breathes in the scent of familiar scented oils from a red satin sash wrapped in the paper so many…

Snow is falling outside my window, and I am reminiscing about the time when I was a sister in a palace created for a prince. I miss the touch, the long gazes, the bravery each student brought, and the reminder to flirt with life. My body longs for another back…

Where do you live? ‘At the palace’ they say ‘where the horse drank’   Where the walls are thick white marble stairs soft and hard   Bones do break hope not ‘you can always trust cabbage, your see’ grandma say   ‘Lights are out’ they say but really they just…

If you could  I wish you would            come here where the white marble  get polished by bare feet 

Dear friend, I shall try and describe my world for you. I am sorry I am so slow to show myself. But it continues to be a vulnerable practice. As I understand the tableau, it is a world surrounding the poetic self. Situating yourself there, is materializing in a context.…

in reality i have one suitcase – or one backpack which constitutes my full home but in reality i cannot have one suitcase for all the persons i am around 🌢 persons i am they have different names different clothes and objects in order to fit in to this world…