graeae

iron and salt – stygian crag and
scale, nosing stink // sand

rotting net
infested // constellations

prophecies littered around its hips
(such hips as a sea serpent
might have)

moon and fish // the black rook shakes
rain out of the shoots,
dead lampreys,

shale, dwindle and muck

do not pass the eye to me
sisters

i have seen
enough

[Ruby Sara has been and sometimes is a storyteller, a poet, and a theologian. She is a contributing writer for the performance collective Terra Mysterium, the editor of two anthologies of esoteric poetry published by Scarlet Imprint, and a columnist for Witches and Pagans magazine. Ruby holds a Masters degree in Theological Studies, and has interests in theopoetics and liturgical theology. She lives in Austin, Texas with her intrepid spouse and their demon-monkey-cat, Pinky.]

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