a lost woman

a lost woman

A Poem by De 'Anthony Subban II

I have gone out, a possessed witch,
haunting the black air, braver at night;
dreaming evil, I have done my hitch
over the plain houses, light by light:
lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.
A woman like that is not a woman, quite.
I have been her kind.

I have found the warm caves in the woods,
filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves,
closets, silks, innumerable goods;
fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves:
whining, rearranging the disaligned.
A woman like that is misunderstood.
I have been her kind.

I have ridden in your cart, driver,
waved my nude arms at villages going by,
learning the last bright routes, survivor
where your flames still bite my thigh
and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.
A woman like that is not ashamed to die.
I have been her kind.

© 2013 De 'Anthony Subban II

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if ever i were to ink words on my body, these would be good enough:

I have been her kind

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De 'Anthony Subban II
De 'Anthony Subban II


my name is De' Anthony Subban II I live in san Antonio in im a left winger for the san Antonio junior rampage ice hockey team more..