“the great thing about dungeons and dragons,” i tell my friend, “is you can be anything you imagine.”

by Adelina Rose Gowans

and once i was a boy, once a pyromaniac. once
named for a seabird curtained midflight.
once i spoke three languages, played seven instruments,
banished a five-headed dragon god. sharp-toothed.
sleepy. i was a liar, then lawful good. a lullaby.
well-mannered. disaster. i carried a deck of marked
cards. burned chainmail into my arms. on accident.
all paladin. all freckled. once i cheated death. an
echo. braced my body for the end and won. i was
fanged. tusked. i was a daughter. i was a son. a sun.