The Silent Goddess By Audrey Howitt she burns her face in black bark, etching new stories on old parchment, traces birth death in the lines around her eyes they tell the story of the green man now gone the lamb left behind as birds piston inacrid air only roots remember his name thin bones, wrapped … Continue reading The Silent Goddess
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