boiling water
in a fourteen-inch wok
dead kettle
© Rachel Green January 2026
On Weaponising Terror
Dost thou ever sense a presence yet unseen
that thou doth find disturbing to the mind
perhaps in devout prayer thy insight keen
to probe the supernatural in kind.
For all those tales thou heard while still a youth
of monsters in the shadows of the land
have their origin in bleakest truth
and needed nothing more than willing hand.
The vampire that rose from bloodied tomb
was a woman buried days before her death
the witch who snatched thy baby from thy womb
an elder mother with a baby drawing breath.
By far the greatest monster in the world
are the men become what arrogance unfurled.
© Rachel Green January 2026
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