based upon Deerskin by Robin McKinley

Barefoot and white-haired,
I run to a destination
Unknown to me.
With my fleethound at my side
We never tire.
Escaping Fate
Even as we run into its arms.
The faces by the roadside
Express awe, fear, and longing,
Unable to understand the contradiction
Formed by my young face and old hair.

I am the Moonwoman
And a stranger in their midst.

Rae Douglass