I digressed

Knowing enough to wander

Knowing nothing

Watching my own fingers

Stretch to reach

Only the choicest

And simultaneously curl

to clench

so tightly I cut myself

little jagged lines

my palms were my book

my story un-pretty

poison berries.

I surrendered my name

Because I saw my power

Even my cycles were fierce

“Suck in the air

You are wild now”

Says my blood

I am goblin

Covered in hoar-frost

words by malai carrara 2013
photo credit to miika jarvinen