[This is WE]

When they are with Her, they are Queens of ostrich plumes and strings of crocodiles teeth—She Hounds, wired and aware. When they are with Her- their skins are diamonds, rosy and wild candied fly wings. When I am with HER, I am made of stitched up swan parts, sure footed and insane. I speak in tongues of leaves, the recently deceased and lavish faun dreams—of dripping water, willow trees and the thousands of ticklish thistles. When I am with Her, me is I, this is WE and She is US—due cause for Upper Case. WE is grounds for celebration—strange festivities and acclamation in memory of the dreams we never had, all the fires we never sparked and all the books whose spines we have long forgotten...

Words and Image by Molly