Ivory Elephant (again)

  If you let someone love you will they wander off? will they get lost or side tracked, like I did when I was three at the market? a tiny ivory elephant was my desire then, the square of soap that smelt of sandalwood. My loves, my treasure. If I am someone’s ivory elephant will

I AM ELEPHANT

      Storyteller mirror silent giver of wishes true. I am an elephant. Oh how I love me this way, my close up folding, my sheets of warm skin, the magnified texture and pores of space. Dust rises under lined feet, planets rotating from bone to bone, across arterial heart, kicking up dreams. These eyes are before,