Audrey
Falling down the throbbing throat
and into the gurgling guts
of the intergalactic green
I paused to ponder why I would choose
to be food for the roots, the leaves
of a budding beast instead of finally blooming
myself.
Falling down the throbbing throat
and into the gurgling guts
of the intergalactic green
I paused to ponder why I would choose
to be food for the roots, the leaves
of a budding beast instead of finally blooming
myself.
A NY-based artist, performer, writer, and educator.