Have a talk with the moon.

Go ahead
Tilt back your head
lengthen your neck
and just… howl

Let your senses
run wild
Taste the
tempestuous air
and feel the soft wet dirt
with calloused fingers

Don’t be caged
by social graces
and false elegance

Set it ablaze
and run with your tribe

you are everything
beautiful, dangerous
mysterious, and complete

replete within
your dazzling self


*image: “A kitten’s dream” MIRSAD AGIC