A Fantasy (Kathryn Stroud)

If a white horse becomes a mythical being
just by adding a horn,
What might I add or change in myself
to make me more than human?

When fantasy writers slap wings on a lizard,
it becomes the predator most fear.
With wings, horn, or tail, all I’d get is stares
and awkward fame with Ripley’s.

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© 2012 Kathryn Stroud

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