Crushing It
On Aries season, the Ram, adolescence, and spring equinox
“here am I, Amen-Ra,
Amen, Aries, the Ram;
time, time for you to begin a new spiral,
see—I toss you into the star-whirlpool;
till, pitying, pitying,
snuffing the ground,
here am I, Amen-Ra whispers,
Amen, Aries, the Ram,
be cocoon, smothered in wool,
be Lamb, mothered again.” — H.D., from The Walls Do Not Fall
At the core of our hard…