i’m learning to listen to my body more… to my spirit… to the voice that is me.
i know this taste metallic.
i know what it means to me – i honor that – i listen.
i take a hot shower and spit – quite literally – i spit to try to rid my mouth of the taste.
Ah, but it remains…
my mouthful of coins…
the bile they bring…
the cold and slow flip of a stomach
i am not afraid – but i am aware. i am acutely aware of the danger without and the danger within.
i taste it in my mouth metallic.
Ask for more
if you’re bitter still