Storm Rider

By Devan Petersen

She wants to ride lightning,

walk into rain heavy clouds

and twine her arms around

the thin neck of electricity.


She wants her skin to sear,

shrivel and burn on contact

until the air was heavy with

her smell and nothing else.


She wants to tame storms,

to quell the wildness

that roamed dark in skies

so she could call it her own.