Blood Moon

Have you ever felt like a fatherless waif
In the presence of your father?

Have you ever felt like a cornered cat
As your mother hovers
Over you in the blood-moon light?

I dream of Saturn eating his children

I dream of the children I never wanted
I dream of the children I never had
I dream of what I’m capable of doing
I dream of what was done to me

I dream of your equanimity

What I’m Reading:

seizure I am
walking waves 
the express
way ordinary
           I of familia 
less song
canopy & cave

— Urayoán Noel / “sueño convulso (seizure dream)”