Woman Who Runs with Wolves Quotes

“You are the mermaid; I am the mermaid hunter.
You lead me through your wake and I follow,
Knowing my fate.
You swish your tales and the water boils between them:
I sink,
I drown,
going down
to green depths
wordless.

I shall not taste your full sweetness, only
your salt madness;
I will not tell our wild secrets,
For while it lasts, my hollow skull skulks after you,
Lying at times in your cold hands,
To be tossed aside indifferently,
Roll and rise with the tides, fall again,
Come to rest half buried in the sinking
shifting sands.
Anemones be my eyes
As I watch you swimming from me
Laughing.”
― Dorsey Griffin, Woman Who Runs with Wolves: Poetry of the Macabre and Other Poems