At dVerse Grace is hosting Meeting the Bar with an invitation to consider the body, our body, in writing.
“To be whole. To be complete. Wildness reminds us what it means to be human, what we are connected to rather than what we are separate from.” Terry Tempest
Flesh Of My flesh The wound I carry is not just for me, I feel its pain when I feel the earth speaking in my flesh, when I hear the ocean's voice as my voice, as a child crying, or the wind, unconsoled, recoiling at the violence of the rend that bleeds from my side, but I just cannot unwind the tourniquet of my addiction and once again, I float to my heavens as the wound remains in my anaesthesia of indulgence. ©Paul Vincent Cannon