la louve à la lune ǀ the wolf to the moon
Original works of poetry, fiction, creative non-fiction and essays by A. M. Wilsonne
28 days and blood let run independent of any decision on my part but I run out of temper, out of hindrances to the words behind my tongue and these days, you know exactly how I feel multiplied by as honest as I should have been two weeks ago when you shared the news now... Continue Reading →
I'll remember your adagio kisses on my forehead. How for the first time in my life I actually wanted to give,how I wanted to give to you. O to apprehend this desire within myself--that it exists after all,all of my thirty-odd years.The desire to give of my body--without shame or anxiety, without fear or disgust,without... Continue Reading →
Revision, January 28, 2021 "Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit." John 12:24 one seedone deatha prospect of new lifeof new mornings from fresh mourningif first, I make it through good-bye--through this night, throughthis winterpast... Continue Reading →
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=geN2r_JRs7A Call me Jonah. O Lord, have mercy. may I be thrown into the sea. heck, I am already there. may I be swallowed and spit out by a whale. Yes. heart turned, but for me, also placed wherever the hell I am supposed to be? because honestly, God, I am kicking, and You know... Continue Reading →
Attention: If you’re embarrassed when your doctor asks you to describe, in words, the symptoms of the very ailment that brought you into her office, you may blush at this. If you’re cool with that, I think you may have fun :). If you’re unsure, I dare you! This piece is intended to be performed. ...... Continue Reading →
la louve à la lune ǀ the wolf to the moon 