RAMONA WORKSHOPS: PERIOD WITCHES

grandmother

Poem by Emily Dynes // Photograph by Lais Azevedo

grandmother

i think of your wedding dress

soft and flaking like old tobacco papers

hanging in a suburban cupboard somewhere

 

you bled for a hand you never held

you wept a river you never saw

 

you speak to me with sagacious lips

as you tell me of the trees that had to fall

so that i might walk this forest

and kiss the girl i love beneath the leaves

 

stories of sorrows, salacities

the violet murmur of kurinji bushes

 

you speak to me and i think of soil

of flower pressings between pages

of lamps burnt atop escritoires

of stolen glances, pale thighs

of church walls that had to crumble

of lovers that were touched and turned away

 

all so that i might stand in your blood

and taste mountains

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Emily Dynes

Emily Dynes is a writer and filmmaker based in Melbourne, Australia. Her screenwriting efforts have been featured in the Melbourne International Film Festival, St Kilda Film Festival & Byron Bay Film Festival where she was nominated for Young Australian Filmmaker 2016.
You can find more of her work here & here.

Lais Azevedo

Lais Azevedo is a 24 year old Brazilian, addicted to coffee, sunny days, and photography.
You can follow Lais on Instagram: @laazevedo, check out her Facebook and her Website!

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