Tears
Inescapable present(ce);
crystal-clung pathways
to remembered freedom.
Moans
Crying out for more touch;
crying out for too much
into the first death.
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This poem is featured in my first poetry collection, which you can enjoy here.
Nkem Chukwumerije is an intuitive heartist devoted to inward journeying and embodying creative wisdom. In her artwork, she explores mysticism through the sensual, erotic, soulful art-making experience. Her varied exploration of art includes writing, poetry, dance, textile art, drawing, design, photography, and artistry as an approach to crafting a meaningful and beautiful life. To Nkem, life is a healing art experience.
She’s the Founder of Wellspringwords®, a Sacred Feminine Embodiment Guide, and has been a teacher of writing for almost 15 years. She’s the author of Fullness Dawns and Poetry and the immediate: A collection of sensed spaces, loves to dance, cook, enjoy warm drinks in the morning, and take long walks to connect with Mother Earth. Find her on IG: @a.more.nuanced.way | @wellspringwords | @nourishandembody | @bynkemstudio.
