do you remember

who I AM

feathers scorched by son

salamanders we discover

under stones where we explore privately


the falconer

his arm steady

needs not eyes for seeking


O virginia in my blood

skyline driven

whiskey n train whistle

lovers finding comfort in youth

each a stitch

piecing me into being

Goddesses with ivy hair

hands of fae upon the cradle

silent woman red

knows the heart

speech