In the Beginning
Let there be beasts
Says a sky voiced god
And from the wet ground rises
Heaving breasts thick with fur
Four-limbed bodies unfurling
Toward the hot sun upturned
From that same earth
Springs up feathered life
Arching skeletons free
Soaring bodies loose of chains
Let there be god
Says a beast-borne man
And the earth shakes in knowing
The coming birth pains of
Cracking open like an egg
To show a man himself
Catelyn May is a wife, mother, and full time healthcare worker living in the Southeastern United States. She spends her free time reading books and talking to people who also read books. Her short fiction has been published in various online journals and anthologies. This is her first work of poetry.
