remember bodies at night how they glow how they bend into us like refracted lightthe memory of where a body was after it has left its phosphorescenceyou cocoon into the spaces around thingsfind yourself in auburn eyes and hazel skin the red that flows from youyou learn that aloneness is a softness a sky that pulls you throughyou see bodies as they are things that love you and then stopwhen you wake up it’s heavy water write down the deep green blue feelings like paua shellsthere is a pale existing in your head a light moving in your hair behind a colourin the lunar month you return home the whenua moves its arms up to greet you climb up the hill to see the faraway beach feel lonely like mislaid keysit’s good to be there in the quiet saying to yourself i’m real i’m real as the feelings inside shrink red into shape————————————–Stacey Teague called us from Clonakilty, Ireland.SUPPORT US ON PATREON: http://patreon.com/voicemailpoemshttp://voicemailpoems.org/guidelineshttp://facebook.com/voicemailpoemshttp://twitter.com/voicemailpoemshttp://voicemailpoems.org/thepodcast