Tribal Style
Practicing with taxeem—to Cinder and Smoke, of all things—and suddenly got into the groove, in-between the notes and rhythm, to suddenly become aware of the right muscles pulling the right way to fully dip and sway into my hips. And damn if it didn’t send a shiver up my spine with the sheer pleasure of the motions fully clicking into place.
I think I’m going to install some tiny braids semi-permanently into my hair and dream of djembes and dumbeks pushing blood through my veins.
