moon daughter’s screaming by Linda M. Crate

they say
i won’t reach my dreams,
but i will;
will shatter all their
and wash them down the drain
when i shower
let the soap and water caress new life
into old bones;

they think they can stop me,
but i am a daughter of
the moon;
my silver hand will crush all the petals
of their unborn roses
before they can know the blood
of wrath—

i told them
not to cross me,
but they didn’t listen;
they only saw my kindness but they
didn’t realize i was a daughter
of the moon demanding
the same respect that she gets from
oceans, the sun, and wolves.



Linda M. Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh yet raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. She has three published chapbooks:  A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn (Fowlpox Press – June 2013) and Less Than A Man (The Camel Saloon – January 2014), and If Tomorrow Never Comes (Scars Publications, August 2016).  Her fantasy novel Blood & Magic was published in March 2015. The second novel of this series Dragons & Magic was published in October 2015. Her third novel Centaurs & Magic was published November 2016.


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