I am ancient The kind of ancient that crushes skin into lines so deep that civilizations grow in the ravines Don't be fooled by reincarnation Sometimes I feel like an ocean stuck in a vase told to keep a flower alive that's dying when all I'm made to do it...

  If you could only see just how beautiful you are How your cells are stars on a canvas of midnight dreams The rhythmic brush strokes on your holy grail that keep spring coming The precious folds of your skin and bones meeting the consciousness of your soul in...

I never resonated with the classic starfish in the hair, Barbie style mermaid, nor the dark fanged, lure sailors to their death version. There was something more mystical and sacred regarding my desire to live under the sea. That the mermaid essence I’m most aligned...