Poem by Meg Prasad // photograph by Nilay Eren
Poem by Meg Prasad // photograph by Nilay Eren
I am a tangle of limbs
feet small to fit my palm
my skin and brown eyes split into three
sticky hands warm and resting on jaw
who am I
I am a tide of safety
a soft place for heavy mouths to seek refuge
the blunt side of the knife still slicing
and digging out the dark bits
who am I
I am a searcher and a finder
bobbing and weaving words into their seats
seeking song in the lonely parts
discovering motion
who am I
I am the sea
all being things weaved in my hair
rocking and jutting and clutching
a deity, a mass, a greenhouse
I am
