One day, two brothers went out in search of The Cave of Wonders. They had been told by the village Elders that The Cave was a place of profound healing and wisdom, filled with magic and treasure. After a long journey, the brothers found The Cave and, though its dark,
Maybe stories shouldn’t be re-written But added onto If we attempt to change what is, we close our eyes to truth Yet, we can see anew Once we gaze through our past, our lineage, ourselves Re-writing has been a colonial practice As is Halloween on Samhain Recess at school Your
Tremulous, trembling heart Deep sighs, Wracked by waves of kaleidoscopic merry-go-round nausea Nervous system lighting up, senses alive Edges blurring, blending, bending… BREATHE. Steady, feel the earth beneath, settle in Wave upon wave upon wave upon wave upon wave… Wave goodbye to the shiny image of you on the surface,