through primordial
fluid, she pirouettes in
concert with my pulse
•♾•
harsh light overhead
fire scorching our clamped lids
sunny artifice
•♾•
brave and piercing wails
stale air saturates new lungs
reviving my soul
•♾•
forty weeks, breath held
time stopped: creation took root
welcome to earth, love
About the Creator
CJ Miller
Author • Dog mom • Castaway
"Think of this: that the writer wrote alone, and the reader read alone, and they were alone with each other."
- A.S. Byatt
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