Daughter dearest

Show them what you’ve trained for, daughter dearest,Show them the claws you’ve sharpened,And the teeth you’ve grown. Show them your knuckles,The knuckles that have bled for this.Get close, close enough to show them the whitesOf your ocean like pretty eyes. Show them those tears you’ve shed,For every time the ones you loved, fled.Howl, and howlContinue reading “Daughter dearest”

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