“under water” © 2016 StacyMichelle
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I was woman first. one
who floated in the middle of a month
barely bruised ground. squarely
blew budding blue moon
into sympathetic nights
I was never without truth. & I never
gave in first. nor second. maybe third
or fourth. maybe in the middle
of a dream. in a missing room
where the walls vanished. & came home again
exquisite in my magic
I was song in throat
nest & vessel
I knew I would bear children. all
under water
(C) 2016 StacyMichelle
“through the fire” : chalk pastel on paper
“a blues for purple rain” oil pastel on paper
“say we need to get wild again, like we did when we first met..” – Prince
thank you Nikki for the spotlight. I really appreciate it
Was there any particular reason behind the creation of your chapbook? If so, what?
This chapbook has been writing itself for a number of years now. the motivation behind it was to peel back the covering and shine a light on the chasm an absent father can leave in his daughter’s life. I wanted to display the painful truth & bewilderment, and also acceptance & forgiveness that starts the healing process.
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Right side writing view
dear Georgia. all of your daughters know your magic. your song.
the language we speak 
