among the ashes
her closed eyes
© Rachel Green 2018
he wanted my heart
so I made him one
out of papier-mâché
and sticky red latex
covered in the elderberry jam
I made in twenty-twelve
but never set.
He ate it in one sitting
like the queen of the Dothraki
on a throne of horse bones
and wondered
why I left.
© Rachel Green 2018
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