QUEEN FRIEDS
she was there as we breathed ourselves into life
father showed up later these were 1950’s solo labours
we were there as she breathed herself into death
meeting her face for the first time after the wombfloat
meeting her face as it readies for return to the wombtomb
her deathmask a strange combination of her +not her
her beautiful bejewelled hands curled in strange plasticity
hardening into crooked finger goodbye but (and i say this
carefully so as not to unhinge the whimpering among you)
there has NOT been a day since November 14th 2022 that
Queen Bee Frieds has not buzzed bombdived +re-nectared me
fluttering there wings a-buzz now motherdust +lilacashes
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Winter Solstice 2023 ..let there be light..🌓
November 14, 2022
deathbed sunrise with blue lilacs🐝
songanddancegirl 