Wellspringwords Literary Anthology
“The Descent…”
Issue 1
Parked Car Prayer
“Mama waits at the door with tears and a warning about spiking blood. She told me what was safe for the last twenty years.”
a portal
“what if you began a practice / of trust?”
Permission
“to feel I could wear my hips / like they belonged to this body, / what a crime.”
All together now
“Death is present, but the essence remains”
I Sent For You
“A little bird waits with you on the dash… / willing to die alongside you”