The Bloody and the Damned

Then

I am—

—I am—

Papa’s soft, rich voice, singing

Gentle, calloused hands, Mama’s hands, cradling mine

—I am—

Orion’s beautiful face, so close to mine in the dark

Dani at the helm, pretty Dani, with a grin like a knife

—I am—

Standing on the Copper Plains, filling up with light

Tasting rain

Holding my sisters tight