you had wine stained lips
the day the moonlight stole your bones,
why do you scream,
you always knew what you were,
sharp teeth and lies and
something cruel embedded in your veins,
foul mouthed and poisoned tongued,
there are graves on her skin
and weren’t you once a boy who dreamed of dragons
and swords and fair maidens to rescue,
but you were the one who had smoke of breath,
why do you scream
as your bones twist with the aching of the moon,
you aren’t transforming into
something you haven’t already been,
or can you no longer tell if it is for your own skin
or that you cannot tell if it was
your own wildfire breath or the gods
that burned your children down,
that melted your bones,
you were never a man, lycaon,
only your eyes remain of man,
as the world hunts you down,
that will be the last they will know you,
questioning if what they
killed was monster or man
and if there was any difference at all,
and you know this know, don’t you, wolf,
why does your heart beat so,
as if it could shatter the earth,
you knew you were never meant for fairytales
—  why does your heart beat so? you knew you were never a man (m.m.)


Originally the Goddess of the nighttime sky, but eventually became referred to as simply the Sky Goddess. Her themes are air and health. Her symbols are a pot, turquoise, musk, a star, wind and cow images. She is considered one of the oldest deities among the Egyptian pantheon. 

Her brother and husband is the earth-god Geb. Nut and Geb were married in secret against the will of Ra, the one-time King of the Gods. When Ra found them coupling, he had Shu the air-god violently seperate them, forcing Geb to the earth, where his body’s contours became the hills, and lifting Nut into the sky. Since then they have always been separated, and Geb has been inconsolable. Ra then forbade Nut to have her children on any day of the year. But Thoth, god of wisdom, helped her, by winning at gaming with the Moon. From his winnings–which were a little of the Moon’s light–Thoth made five extra days that were outside the year, and Nut was able to give birth to her five children. 

Like Hathor, Nut can take the form of a cow. She is also depicted as a slender woman whose arched body touches the earth with only the tips of her fingers and her tippy-toes, her starry body forming the heavens. Nut’s fingers and toes were believed to touch the four cardinal points or directions of north, south, east, and west.

Gillis van Coninxloo - Landscape with the Judgement of Paris

End of the 16th century - early 17th century

oil on panel

National Museum of Western Art, Tokyo

Give me your shrapnel ricochet of a love –
I want to carve monuments from your teeth.
Impregnate me with a devotion I can never give birth to.
I press my thighs and the whole world collapses at my feet.

This seaward mind has no use of a map, darling
Pick my skirt as delicately as you would a jasmine petal
As innocently as you would, feign your way up my thighs.
I want to kiss you good night.

You say, your tongue has tasted a thousand northern stars
But never one that could make dying taste so sweet
You say, you’ve never met a siren afraid of drowning
I say, cling to me like barnacles to a ship.

Your touch – the ocean boiling between my fingers
The sound of a thousand violas to the flow of tidal waves
The fish hooks willingly pierced through my throat.
Drag me through your body without shame.

Water so cold from the pale moon’s glare
At the scandalous anatomy of waterlogged love

The pleats fall faster than sleep heavy eyelids

This is what it feels to be shipwrecked.

—  A SHIP WRECKED // Camillea