bloodgirl lived in a sleepy how town
(with up all few bird words down)
bloodgirl cleaned her skin with their bones
carbon dirt diamond stone

sleepy how town frowned and locked her far
bloodgirl congealed, slipped through the bar
painted her why on all whose doors
carbon fire glass ore

afakasi drew his many hows down
(with flying whys and who shoulds around)
afakasi marked her words, crossed her naughts
crystal ruby sardonyx quartz

questions inked (both big and small)
bloodgirl and afakasi faced the wall
scribed their hows, etched their mights
alum galena bismuthinite



Selina Tusitala Marsh

Selina Tusitala Marsh is a poet and scholar. She was the first person of Pacific descent to graduate with a PhD in English from the University of Auckland, where she now lectures in Māori and Pacific literary studies. She established Pasifika Poetry, an online hub that celebrates the poetry of tagata o te moana nui, the peoples of the Pacific.

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