Spoon

I’m
Just
Afraid
My brain
Will
Eat
And rot
Me hollow
So I spoon
It clean
To watch
You glean
All the other
Wings
In me
I never
Gave
Room
To
Grow. -e.c.

Super Girl

SUPER GIRL She flew Into all forms, A pecking order That started with My Mother’s coiled heart And ended in her unraveled One. And all my time has been Spent braiding And knotting What’s come Loose And only When I look down Do I realize The world has Removed My fingers. -e.c.