leavened heart….

I had hushed conversations with the moon
about a love that would leaven my heart.
And then you came,
latched onto my heart and burrowed deep to its seed.
A budding has sprouted out of my mouth
- a cluster of flowers dressed as your name.
— leavened heart - Tapiwa Mugabe
Guinevere van Seenus Photographed by Ben Hassett for Dior Magazine.

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