passage(s) | Alley Shubert @alleyshubert

Updated: Feb 24















like the moon

we move in phases

how the cycle travels

mounds of breasts

a temple sculpted from

the backs our

ancestors strained

when uplifting mountains

from the raw earth

what these foundations built

in caverns of lower bellies

to prune the fruitfulness of life

for it begins between our legs

on an aries night

his eyes as vibrant as topaz

when he looked at me

for the first time

scorched a hole so deep

the universe halted its rotation

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