Mistress Char

by Danica Green

Come and kiss my lips of char,
Run a hand over stubble,
Pop the blistered scalp and
Pluck away the single hair
That escaped you.

Rip away my smoking threads.

You are the ice that soothes me,
Back arched against frigid fingertips,
Your breath against my neck forming
Snowflakes on raw wounds,
Stemming the blood flow from
Seared wrists and
Crimson hips.

All because
Your words
Set me on fire.

Goodbye, So Long, and Farewell

by Danica Green

i. Goodbye

Rain is the sad weather,
Snow is reflective,
Such pathetic fallacy.

You'll still be dead when the sun comes out.

ii. So Long

I've never flogged a dead horse,
But I've kicked a dead rat.
I found it in the garden last summer,
Not a mark on it,
But covered in flies.
I kicked it to check it was really dead.

iii. Farewell

I'm taking the good china when I go,
You never used it anyway.
The duvet cover you said was too vintage,
The tacky seashell lamp

And maybe
Wait
...yeah

Fuck it.
I'm taking the cat.