i chose to hide hiding until not even the moon and constellations could find me now
see, this is the quandary of innocence
your crime becomes my skin becomes my marrow where your violence went is a roadmap of never will
i may have chosen the dusty attic and cobwebs with a bed tightly smashed against the broken wall, but i never
chose such marred sheets
in my dreams i still have fingers replaced by tentacles and the quiet streets are the ones i most fear
Tiffany Shaw-Diaz is a Pushcart Prize and Dwarf Stars Award nominee who also works as a professional visual artist. Her poetry has been featured in Modern Haiku, The Heron’s Nest, Bones, NHK World Haiku Masters, The Mainichi, and dozens of other publications. Her first chapbook, says the rose, was published by Yavanika Press in 2019, and her second chapbook, filth, was published by Proleteria in 2020.