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When the Moon is fullGiGiWhen the Moon is Full,She never holds Me by the hand.She grabs right behind thegape of My neck anddrags me to all I've been avoiding.When the Moon is Full,She never whispers in My ear.She screams at the top of Her lungs,so loud, that her rasping voice awakensthe aliens in outer space; now peering fromtheir spaceships.When the Moon is Full,She never glides across the sky.She anchors through the cloudsbeaming directly foreveryone and everything in Her path.When the Moon is Full,She is never dainty but always true.She smiles from above,sneering at everything You thought You knew about Her,and reminding you of exactly who You are

More from GiGi ↓

• @thegigirising on Threads
• @thematriarchyrising on Substack
• Her books, The Scorpio Rising and The Marilyn Rising: Letters to Marilyn
• She has a new book coming soon The California Rising: Poems from San Francisco to LA

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