RUNNING

Always running

(from an enemy she no longer know)

this is her 20th apartment

covered in BLOOD

She has twenty-one names

(All different, which have been used?)

She doesn't know which one is hers

Was it

Wren

Or was it

Carolina

Could it be

Grace or Anna or Ellie or Rose,

Maybe Lilly?

(She doesn't know)

He called her CASSANDRA.

(It fits)

But as she packs the duffel bag,

AGAIN,

She thinks about the blood on the ceiling

(How will she get it down?)

and wishes it were her OWN

because she's TIRED

TIRED. OF. RUNNING.

(Where's the finnish line?)