American women try to take back Our rights to make decisions about Our bodies, our families Iranian women fight to liberate Their hair, seeking freedom from Patriarchal, tyrannical rule Grieving so many years of being Silenced, shushed like little girls Instead of adult women Why do men try to control …

Grief not about the beloved one Who passed on recently To another space and time My grief is about family Who are simultaneously sad Prompting more tragic feelings in me I want to feel compassionate Toward them But, I feel pissed instead It is enough to lose someone To mourn…

Initiation Activation Floating in the Magical, magenta spring The Magdalen sisters Waiting to receive Ready to hold and be held Planning to share the Ancient Mysteries The beatific Blood The Well of the Womb The Portal into the Heart of Mother Earth Flowing into the sparkling Arms of the Cosmos …

Churches, sprinkling water on babies’ heads, signs of the cross Churches, dunking people underwater, beginning new life Ceremonies of love, Ceremonies of grief Ceremonies for you, Ceremonies for me Mother Earth, baptizing us with wildfires, hurricanes Even an earthquake in Mexico today Some human, bird, insect, reptile, and animal beings…

Luminous iridescent wings beating fast Flying so quickly she bumped her head badly One moment she was breathing The next moment she was not Spontaneously and magically, though stunned This dazzling dragonfly began her transformation From complex cells to a community of colonies A Portuguese Man O’War Floating on the…

How to Change the World How do we handle the state of this world? How do we manage to live as humans on a planet which supports us but which is dying? How do we tolerate and love people who are so unlike ourselves? Can we change our world? An…

The tides flowed toward the beach The swollen ocean birthed her onto the sand Crawling up out of the sea womb The amphibious, magenta mermaid, rose by Pulling herself up from beyond Slithering like a snake toward the Lush old forest Slimy, silky and sparkling, she slid Toward the Garden…

Dear Gravity How I have ignored you most of my life I learned about you in school Never thinking much about you Until now (I do like that song of yours) Yes, I have complained about Your pulling down my facial skin My bottom and upper arms I am after…

Although I am a biological woman My spirit is neither male nor female Neither black nor white nor red My spirit is a mixture of all that has been All that will be and all that is I am a woman and sometimes A jaguar, sometimes a dog And sometimes…