Silver Cut Feline

by Mary E. Lowd

Fluidity incarnate
Nothing can hold her
Back or stop
Her from stalking
Through the forests of her world

The world is hers
—the whole world—
We only trespass

When she trespasses
She remakes the meaning of the word
There is no place she does not belong
If she chooses
To be there

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