by Psalm Pollock | May 20, 2015 | Poetry
You have no idea how much your body wants to drink the earth Wants to bury its toes in loam and dirt Wants to lay its head against pillowy leaves And soak in the sun through a canopy of trees. You have no idea how you long to remember Your limbs descend from roots and...
by Psalm Pollock | Apr 23, 2015 | Poetry
I was 12 years old when my mother took her life Took her life, gave her life, I’ve never understood the difference. Hours earlier she was asking me to sing while her inner angel listened She kissed my skin and told me things I’d forgotten but was missing....
