blood memory
~syd yang
Blood does not lubricate. It clings and coats and drips down arms, creating layers of connection as bodies rise and fall into each other…
Blood is the life force, the nectar of the vampire, the vital elixir that courses through our veins. It is identity, it is culture, it is purpose, and it is a reminder of who we are…
I am bleeding less & less these days, the ancestors in my blood calling their memories back to them. Soon, I will bleed no more…
