EDITOR
my spirit lives in a house made of earth and sky there are butterflies in my eyelashes stars in my eyes rose petals line my lips I dress my body with moonlight my spine is stacked with the bones of my ancestors a warm breeze carries prayers from my mouth to the divine a thousand petaled lotus blooms eternally in my chest my tears are a soft summer rain when I speak, honey drips from my tongue and my voice sounds like thunder there is fire in my belly my hips and breasts hold the peaks of ancient mountains the ocean ebbs and flows in my veins my feet are roots that dig deep into fertile ground I hold the universe in my womb a volcano sits between my legs…