THE WEAVE:
Under Moonie’s Light,
the Centaur looks
at their healing hands.
They see the crack
where the Light gets in.
"My hands are big! I have wide palms, they are a massage therapist's. I have knobbly knuckles, they are a writer's. I have twisting fingers, they are a maker's. I have sparkling nails, they are a mystic's. I have two sickles, tattooed, on the edge of my opponens pollicis, which, with palms pressed together, tell me When I am."