Intro
So much still remains unwritten, unspoken, hidden from view.
So much still remains unwritten, unspoken, hidden from view.
I am sketching a tradition of gynocentric spirituality that is ripe with poets.
We have to imagine everyone is contagious now / An odd kind of love but love all the same
I wanted to be initiated into femininity as into a mystery cult.
Prophecy has always struck me as a profoundly male genre.
Tumble down into the magma, tumble tumble down / uprooted walls will be your cortège, tumble tumble down
What matter floods into the future void?
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