- Vol. 03
- Chapter 02

Image by Philipp Keller/Stelzer Group/EMBL
What you call me is not important
I said,What you call me is not important
She said,
What you call me is everything
I glide
Muscle on cartilage
Scale on water
Defining myself
with every flick of my tail
Your mouth, so treacherous
Opens and shuts on words
That seek to ensnare me
Your words a web
cutting through my electric blue flesh
I bleed diamond shapes
before choosing another definition
Another direction
My blood glows
lime bright
even without you
What you call me is not important