once while camping in the snow
Maria crawled into a cave and was an animal
she painted herself onto the walls
every night in the dim fire light
she would dance in the shadows
hair a different colour
flickering in the walls
her sister …who used to be a wolf
told me that when she was a little girl
she dug holes in the back yard with her feet
planting bean after bean after bean
each one grew with beautiful bright blossoms
last moon when the snow slept
I saw her