New Skin-Bridie Jackson and the Arbour
Villianise all I see
Even those who carry me
Pouring scorn on rain that falls to the ground
But I am not as I was found
Two thirds below the surface we go
Unnoticed, tangled as we are, we are
Starved of peace and stained by living
now my feet newly fit the earth
and I’m in my new skin
Two thirds below the surface we go
Unnoticed, tangled as we are, we are