- Vol. 09
- Chapter 03
Versions and Visions
All her dreams reflected—
bright as her toenails painted red,
where long ago, fused and webbed, they stroked
the water, pinniped to surface light.
There is joy and beauty
in both visions. She longs for water and moonglade,
she wants a bed and a ship; the subaqueous and the superlunary
both beyond reach.
Surrounded by her many selves, the worlds of what if
and what might be, she sees
each is as each could be. Her hair, fresh-washed, still
carries a scent of salt, a tint of sea-green.