Jaden Lantier Stark
Her
oh child, with her big blue eyes, cradling
the whole ocean.
watch her swim in dark navy,
float on her back, watch her pudgy
blue belly surface and then sink back
down.
she’d rather it sink—the blue hides it
well.
but she drowned years ago.
…that woman murdered her.
skinned and stuffed out her motherly
bits,
gouged out those blue eyes—stole them.
their innocence has brought her pleasure.
she forgot that swimming could
be fun.
especially when every shade of
blue blends together, and it’s
nearly impossible to tell up
from down.
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