February 2011
0 posts
January 2011
reincarnation
When i was a baboon
i had fangs
i could taste the spice in blood.
When i was a crab
i just assumed i was a wooden spider.
The ducks who chose to
reincarnate as people
toss crumbs to the pond.
When i was a fox i was sharp
i was fast
paws like coal
dirty fire dragging the white end of a fox tail
painting the woods with winter.
