Tag: goa

xxxviii an ashram, i sink into, not knowingthe outcome. blackbird says, “be here now”and i listen. i don’t know what to do. so i do what i do best, i flee.  i escape into Goan waters, it goes to my mid thighs, each wave, a resurgence, a remembering.  i’m stripped down,to an olive green bikiniwith my blonde hairdripping wet with sea salt and grief. …