• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 08

(note found on napkin at the turf coffee house)

sea-hag in skin and stillness her glass home her bell
her dripping tits the way the world greets her
adores her abhors her the curve of her tin tail
her senescent scales her sick shine her sea-spit
the whole wound of her mouth the plague of her hair
the salty bone of her eyes the storm of her shadow