So I was falling asleep amisdt blue night stars glistening, sitting with intention at the river, with my leafy viney friend, the physical pain, who was wrapped around the little girl, the one who still hurts a lot. I let them know it was ok, and there was a ritual afoot.
But --- mainly, within the dream it all came down to the one moment I expelled a phlegm of some sort from my mouth and nose. I noticed it was dark, murky rich Green. And I remembered my chinese medicine, the liver, the gall bladder, wood and anger, jealousy and hard qualities, darkness....and also remembered that the darker it is, the better it is, because it means it's coming OUT. Disgusting a visual as this is, it made me very happy.
- Maryana Lucia Vestic
- Brooklyn, New York, United States
- Maryana Lucia Vestic has spent her life traveling between the worlds of writing, mythology, history and filmmaking. After graduating from NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts and getting her Master of Philosophy in Irish Theatre Studies from Trinity College Dublin, she spent nearly 20 years working in film, television, publishing, the arts and entertainment. All along the way, she has had pieces published online and in print, most recently at The Inquisitive Eater, Horror Film Central, and Vice (Tonic). She is currently completing her MFA in Creative Writing (Nonfiction) at The New School and writes personal essays, memoir, and criticism often wrapped up in her Croatian-American experience, food, film, place, history, and things of a cosmic nature that only exist in her head.
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