shapeshifter
Sunday, January 8th, 2006I once was an angel. and i sat and sewed and sewed and sewed lives together and myself to the limbs of trees so that I would have enough water in me for the next life. then I became the wind. yarn. and the purple sun on tuesday mornings. snakes formed my spine and slithered my mind which has been and will forever smell like cockle shells. my heart was tangled in bone toggles and chinaberry bushes. my carcass hard and soft, blue and orange. I was bees and flies and satain locks.
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