{"id":1746,"date":"2012-07-19T00:15:06","date_gmt":"2012-07-19T00:15:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=1746"},"modified":"2012-07-21T00:17:00","modified_gmt":"2012-07-21T00:17:00","slug":"roberta-chloe-verdant-712","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/roberta-chloe-verdant-712\/","title":{"rendered":"Roberta Chloe Verdant, 7\/12"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Bloodsong\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Red as sex and pomegranate spills.<br \/>\nI am words unsaid. Your belly\u2019s tightness.<br \/>\nThickened soft flesh and rivers<\/p>\n<p>ancient iron-rich dispersion. Wash me<br \/>\nat the Mikvah: cool tiles, fresh water. I<br \/>\ndeserve ritual.<\/p>\n<p>I am tongues unfurling<br \/>\nfrom your body. I make you scream<br \/>\nfuck sob wild and raw. I am everything.<\/p>\n<p>Every day, every month. Flowing.<\/p>\n<p>Remember me.<\/p>\n<p>Remember me.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Roberta Chloe Verdant is a writer who lives in Brighton in the UK. She loves the woods and\u00a0mythology, and plans to start her Shamanic practitioner training in the Winter. From September she&#8217;ll be teaching the first in a series of writing workshops for women working with archetypes. She&#8217;s contactable at\u00a0<a href=\"mailto:mermaids.singing@gmail.com\" rel=\"nofollow\" target=\"_blank\">mermaids.singing@gmail.com<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bloodsong\u00a0 Red as sex and pomegranate spills. I am words unsaid. Your belly\u2019s tightness. Thickened soft flesh and rivers ancient iron-rich dispersion. Wash me at the Mikvah: cool tiles, fresh water. I deserve ritual. I am tongues unfurling from your body. I make you scream fuck sob wild and raw. I am everything. 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