I am a soft-spoken warrior, I have smeared the blood of wounds in places no one knows I possess. I am a poetic killer who has never lifted a hand in anger or hate against another. I have destroyed demon, after demon, I transcended homelessness and made shelter of all the earth. I transcended orphanship by daughtering all whom I meet. I transcended weakness by swallowing a spoonful every morning, and opening my mouth to all who ask if I’ve swallowed it all down. Do you think you know me? Do you think you could ever tell?