
circles became wolf.
wolf tears at hip.
hip turned to shreds.
shreds like glass.
glass bites palm.
palm bleeds to see.

circles became wolf.
wolf tears at hip.
hip turned to shreds.
shreds like glass.
glass bites palm.
palm bleeds to see.

pretend with me
we’ve fallen under
where sharks cry
and birds laugh
i’m me
you are blue
nobody sees us
we hold hands
taste salt
breathe sea
sink through quiet
still the cold
break hips free
pretend with me

soft like white fur
clinging to black dress
soft like candlelight
blowing eucalyptus breath
soft like giggle drawing
robot monsters together
soft like rocks in pockets
skipped back into water
soft like sparkly blue nails
resting on round pillow
soft like muddy sticks
scrapping into roots
soft like accepting wheels
when hip turns to spikes
soft like falling apart
in nurtured soil
soft like moon sisters
circling around me
soft like shutter clicking
framing my own skin
soft like
remembering

last night i was a witch
running from pain
protecting my sacred hip
with a blade of fog