Of course I still think about you,
the feel of you.
You can no longer capture loss.
Along the other side of my mind I travel fast-
Following a beat of voices.
The sweet scent of magnolias.
You remember our magnolia minds?
Its ok- I can no longer smell you either.
The loss makes it easier to remember.
An empty stomach dosing on a growth
of one flower.
to call itself
I found myself waking up
with a thousand humming birds by my side.
text by THE FEMALE ZOO