Weeping Teeth by Isabel Straw

Claws weep as they crack the fleshtrembling ivorypalms pushing the dagger deepIt is so      much      harder       to kick a fallen soldier,Your hollow aching carcasspours gangrene through my feetknocked back by iron anklesto waste hopeless at my kneesIt is so      much      harder       to cut an infant leech,Withered, the child stands sobbinggrasping with blackened armsthey … Continue reading Weeping Teeth by Isabel Straw