09.30.18b Womanity

She seeps up from deep within my inner sea
like black-blooming
billowing plumes of rich roiling cloud
issued from hot thermic vents
that line an oceanic trench.
Hosting life in conditions deemed
so impossible that scientists scratch
their heads and sigh.
She blooms in us all,
we all issued from her,
we are all X and __.

“All this ancient wildness that we don’t understand, from the first sound of a heartbeat to riots roaring on” –Snow Patrol, Life on Earth

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