Crown
The jewels you crown me with have always formed mouths. There is no time in my memory when they did not. They spew out the words you taught them, so as they sit upon my head, they repeat your voice in my skull. They remind me why they are there….
The Thief
When I was a child, there was a thief. I do not know how old I was. I do not know where I was. But he came into my room, steps light upon the rug, and stole from me my heart. Stole from me my soul. He stitched rocks in…