There are mountains like look like bruises in the southwest, where it is so hot at midnight women stand beneath slow fans, ice on their throats & porch geckos make love under a glossy moon. The look in your eyes when you walked away still feels like a tattoo of spiny quills, I swallowed that first year I knew no better & gathered cactus fruit, lured by its red moon color. When dawn fidgets with veil of night fractures of light cast their predictions what was not seen in the dark, shows itself starkly like a warning & the feeling of wholeness in her dress of illusion sprints barefoot down a road named for poisonous snakes.
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Born in Europe, Candice Louisa Daquin is of Sephardi French/ Egyptian descent. Daquin was the Publishing Director at the U.S. Embassy (London) before becoming a Psychotherapist. Daquin is Senior Editor at Indie Blu(e) Publishing, a feminist micro-press and Editorial Partner with Raw Earth Ink. She’s also Writer-in-Residence for Borderless Journal, Editor of Poetry & Art for The Pine Cone Review and Poetry Editor for Parcham Literary Magazine. Daquin’s own poetic work takes its form from the confessional women poets of the 20th century as well as queer authors writing from the 1950’s onward. Her career(s) teaching critical thinking and practicing as a psychotherapist have heavily influenced her writing. As a queer woman of mixed ethnicity and passionate feminist beliefs concerning equality, Daquin’s poetry is her body of evidence.
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