∞ Miguel A. X. Cid
I am this
said the serpent to the sky.
Yet they cast me in strange shades.
Can’t they see the way the sun shimmers off my skin—
Can’t they see my beauty?
I am one with the wolf, the tiger,
and the lamb—
and too am innocence
—the hiss of thunder.
Be not afraid
and I will give you all I have to give.