The Black Maria Collective

Black Maria has ended her vigil of silence,

She has called the dead to rise;

To awaken those who still slumber,

Uncertain of their own demise.

Her eight arms are lashing and three green hearts beating,

Stealing like a silent ninja through the deadened streets,

Pouring light into blinded eyes,

And smashing the temples of darkness where the inhumane gather daily to meet.

The gangsters and the rabid lunatics are pouring life into hungry souls.

Black Maria is raising the graces to fuck all senseless in our gaping holes.


If you are fearless, my love,

You will learn to entertain these shadows;

You will ask them their names,

Invite them to your table and be curious about their stories.

If you are fearless, my love,

You will expose your tender heart,

And if in the process, it is pierced,

You will water the ground with your tears,

And let flowers bloom in your wake.

You will be stirred to walk the untrodden path,

And learn to love the faces of things and people you could not understand before.

You will recognise whilst the wounds may be different,

Our blood and fears are all remarkably the same.

If you are fearless, my love,

You will not go to war with others,

You will seek the unknown places within yourself,

And also learn to call these home.

Bloom (for my son)

“Unfolding is never easy you know”, said the dark soil to the seedling who wanted to become a flower.

“You are going to have to resist the urge to stay hidden and asleep,

safe in this darkness.

You will feel pain as you start to stretch yourself,

And, my love, when your tender green shoots first meet the sun,

It may well feel like you will burn in all of that light.

And dear little seed,

The journey does not end there.

When you have grown and your first bud appears,

Unfolding can feel very difficult.

You must allow each petal to unfold without holding on too tightly,

And you must be willing to open yourself so fully –

That the most vulnerable part of you is revealed;

That’s where your perfume lies.

Little seedling,

This is what it takes to Bloom”.