evening hunger
my vow not to eat bread
broken
© Rachel Green August 2025
There is a man who haunts my nightly dreams
misogynist in word and deed although
he would deny it to his mum, it seems,
he freely states a woman's place is home.
I name him not, (for litigation's friend is he
and likely to campaign to have the folk
who criticise him banned explicitly
from practicing the sport we love. No joke.)
And yet although I name him not at all
he appears in all my random social feeds
as someone I might follow on my wall
or venerate with Insta likes and deeds.
But no, I'd rather never meet the man again
who'd break my arm in jest at further pain.
© Rachel Green August 2025
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