freezing rain
labouring against the wind
dog walk
© Rachel Green December 2024
After Sonnet 88
Thou divorce seems amicable I swear
not counter such a story as set out
for though in public eye you seemed to bear
the brunt of all my ills and gendered doubt
though truth was further than the world could guess.
I was cast the monster in your tales
with vampire friends in civilised distress
who sought to overthrow the folded sails
of gender assignation at our birth.
You bade our friends and family to shun
all contact with your former spouse of worth
and spoke of all the terrors I had spun.
And I denied it not, from Cath'lic guilt,
capitulated everything we built.
© Rachel Green December 2024
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