Submissions by Feral

red, this place is
creating a babel of space & time.

Eolian winds have conjured
swirling rock,
and I am awash in the forming awe
of knowing -

this place was once under the sea of my Cambrian
obsession.
It is familiar to me, inexplicable -
whorls and waves and wonder,

Am I home?

No matter how far away the Sea may be
or how long ago She fell away,
water magic lingers in the organic curves
of sand and limestone.


I yearn to offer everything Red within myself;
blood and hair and sunburnt skin.
...

I've always wanted to be a saber-toothed cat.


I run around with my little tape measure, my caliper, and my keen curiosity, examining my lineage going back millions of years. I have traced the eye-sockets of my ancestors.
Run my fingers along the sagittal crests, felt the teeth of my distant kin. Teeth that binds us, the stories that bones tell.

I understand them by touch.

Frustration:
I can only put one side of my flesh against the bone.
I want to peel my face off and place it over Boisei. Over afarensis, heidelbergensis, neanderthalensis....

.feeling more...
waif than woman these nights, returning to my shore.
Seasonal-held in Cambrian rhythms;
seafoaming at the bite,
rending vocal'd chordata, leaving only
siren screaming, speech stones - more mineral than grey.
becoming

these horses - roaring out of waves, thunder'd beating
and I'm left with a ripple.grey sky
giant eye - she sees nothing and all, save
lost stars in the birthing of galaxies -
spiral: nexus, my lunar plexus.
and the echoes of that same distance -
my elusive sanity, spell'd first {skin}

I outline my...

i]Starboard, bow-perched on seaward vessel,
fixated: motions of rocking waves.
The familiar shock-chilled salt spray sting,
scents in liquid crushed shells,
glasswater and life.

Fingers clasped to air...
This is the chanced threat of falling from cliffs
that I live for, with
wild abandon.
Undulating hips, balancing ship
Matching these feminine waves.
As titian flies,
longing to dive too deep.

Skyward,
echoes of a distance that remains undefined...
I watch clouds form and gather
I see the immaculate, sun reflection...