best served cold

you steal kindness, tenderness. your words are the catalyst, an unwitting trigger. (steal my kindness and repay me with ice) i am a vengeful creature. i think you should have remembered, before you went trying to take the best of me. (vengeful: plotting for days, weeks) and in the end, i decide - you will… Continue reading best served cold



She's fine.This is the lieshe tells herself.She repeats it as oftenas necessary.(it doesn't quite ring true)Some night she'll jolt awake,Grabbing a pen and paper,lighting a candle -she writes.(it becomes a ritual)The witching hour varies.She scrapes her hair backfrom her face, keeps a candle nearby.Pen ink and perfume and smoke mingle.(it parodies pretty glass bottles)Weeks pass,… Continue reading pretense