Those who enter the dwelling-place of the mystics dance on the cusp between form and formlessness, light and dark, death and life. This territory-populated by angels, stars, skeleton leaves, peacocks, and bodies both celestial and scarred-is invoked with shimmering brilliance by Britt Posmer's poems and Rashani Rea's collages. No mere description, each word and image drenched in immanence, this book speaks of that which can only be known from within. Britt and Rashani have brought forth sublime gifts from the womb of the divine feminine and graciously invited us all to partake. Thrumming with...