Tides
Seven moonlit tears I criedTides collided in my eyesWaves can wound a moonlit shore,but they can’t hurt me anymore
Tangled in my mother’s hairCurrents combed my bones bareHer currents swirled though my ribsSpinning seaweed to selkie skin
Ashore I dance the sacred nighta surging wave of pale moonlighta seal-spun daughter of the tidesNever again a captive bride