the fifth poem,
to the maid who should
have never died
you were too
kind and innocent to
d i e,
because the way
you died was
a v o i d a b l e.
i used to be angry
about the way you
d i e d,
but now i'm,
sad and
n u m b.
I've been
numb for a long
t i m e.
but what is
time within the
v o i d?
the void beholds
nothing but
i,
and i behold
nothing but the
v o i d.
i breathe
the void b r e a t h e s.
cloris,
if you could
see me now,
would you still
tell me i would be
a wonderful m o t h e r?
or would you scream
as you met eyes with the
monster who cost you
your precious, expansive l i f e.
i still picture you n o w.
how you looked on the eve
of the ball. dressed in one of my
gowns, but exquisite in every w a y.
breath taking from your first moment
until your l a s t.
the way you took my hand
with no fear of the contact between
monster and damsel,
it made me feel as if
i were no princess,
no monster,
no child of the v o i d.
it made me feel
as if i were quite
o r d i n a r y.
and that was
something i never
thanked you f o r.
so,
thank you, Cloris,
for you made me feel
ordinary, even if it was
for just one e v e.
-LUSINE ARGENT VOLKOV
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