WORDS — Georgia Williams

Reanimation (2025)

Laid to rest and granted pardon

I know my grave will be a garden

Unfastened fruits, upturned roots;

They are children I must rear

With faith in my own electricity

In the reanimation of cyclicity

Let us all be fed on what we shed

‘Round the wheel of every year

Learn to Say Goodbye (2024)

Further into one extreme then out the other

Side just as a door revolving; it can look

Like leaving to arrive and feel close, very close

To laughing when I cry cry cry cry

Waves run in reverse, my crude innermost crawl, for from

The smallest seed delivered to the fields of growing tall

In landing at the heavens it’s the ground to which I call

Born with a weight on my wings now watch me die with a flight in my fall

To Share (2024)

Let neither of our natures be denied – your demons

May turn themselves out on the street as rain

From that Babylon above; she who lives in the periphery

I long to catch for the cheap thrill of release

Cheap as the eagerness of earth when our liquid self falls

For real liberation is one all can experience, the cheapest

And the truest. Such yearnings need not be misunderstood

If they can dance with my own streaks of lunacy

Someone else was there at sea, guiding you home

Peering through glass when it was said to be unlucky

Awake but not alone. I was laying down my offering

In hopes it would be looked upon as the beginnings of a nest.

Wrap me in your wings so that mine may rest

Threadbare from Time’s unstitching, and yours sodden

In hesitation

One must have faith in the moon not to drown

Just as I trust in water, unblinded

That is why we came down from the sky after all

Darkness, mine (2023)

Darkness is a lake for me to swim, swim, swim

Rib-to-rib and down below

Where all the orphan curses go

I go with them, within

Beginning by ending like Hel in rungs

Inject me with mercury ‘til canines crack

And they sing the pieces free

My many wagging tongues

Morning wants to play fight

I think I just might get those thrills and spills

Then cower at the first light

I hate the damned sight of a coming tender

Always searching for that desert

Made of water with the bones left behind

What’s risk when all you have to lose

Is your own mind

Lose your mind

Darkness is a bringing back

Of what I lost and lack

And all that seemed destroyed

In my addiction to the void

And the flesh once feared

Is a warmth found here

Feel her running up the spine

Of darkness, mine

Darkness, mine

Darkness is a forest and the birds fly home

With a soul, still warm, they ate now incubate

The dead for a different fate

From a tree with the face of a crone

A tree with the face of a crone

Mother what is meant, murder what is not

And the knots live in reverse to be untied

No longer an orphan curse

Reanimate the rot

My baby, she’s my baby

Count every hair: gold, grey

The corpse and the child

Two halves reconciled

Our future is wearing a veil

Live fully, die freely

When you’re full of fear, get free

I give my wounds as words

They’re all I have left of the light

For in darkness she opened me