Tree
We stare
into its map
of limbs—
portrait of frenzy
into its map
of limbs—
portrait of frenzy
teeming,
overgrown—I ask
what it means
you say Laima
overgrown—I ask
what it means
you say Laima
lives here, goddess
as cuckoo,
gifting ripe wombs
to women who kneel
as cuckoo,
gifting ripe wombs
to women who kneel
at roots, singing up
to the branches.
to the branches.
Lime Test
This is a premium subscription story. Please make a $4 donation to access the individual story or a donation to access all the stories in Fall 2020 for a period of one year.
If you are already a user, but not yet logged in, you may login here.
If you are new to Narrative, signing up is FREE and easy.
If you are already a user, but not yet logged in, you may login here.
If you are new to Narrative, signing up is FREE and easy.