V1

Cast iron pan

We are trailer park girls

The world’s a whirl on three legs and

V2

Coffee grounds and late night squirrels

I have become all I thought I should feel

I think this is getting real

C1

I’ll be your skin walker baby

Religion on a rainy night

Sweat cooling in morning light

V2

It’s come all up to this

Leaning in before shoulders kiss

I think I might be remembering this

B1

We walked down to the sea

and it was urchins three-hundred-sixty degrees

V3

I’ll be your skin walker baby

You’ve seen it time and time before