billyfivecrows

Feathered spot of
Ink. One splits
Into an

Other, then three
More
Born. (Drunken

Driving, riding
With
Father (we
Were safe) We
Saw it
Happen: Out

And over
Sunny Civil-

War
Grassy
Field

One
Spring
Day. We

Saw it, and
Shared
A glance, and

Sighed
At

The magic...) Later, then

Everywhere, always

Five, maybe

One
More, eye

Height, flying
Beside

The
Car, outside

The window

When she and I
Fought, loved. I thought

"To be lost", but

What cost? They

Always return

To show
The
Way

Home...


***

Name change. It's not an alias. It's not a "user name". It's another part of who I am, another dimension of my physical/spiritual life, as valid and personal as 'indrarain'. It's a true story, and one with more depth than I'm able to convey in one page, in one moment.

The evidence and depth of the stories behind my names are deeply personal, but by no means private. It's free and open information to anyone who wants to know. The way I see it, if you ask, then you're supposed to know in one way or another.

There is no hiding, no anonymity. Some of you know my birth name, the one my parents gave me. That's valid, too.
"Billy" is actually part of it, William, actually. So...

Call me what you want.

But call me

If you are so led...


love in light


-c.