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damphyr's revenge by linda m. crate

you wanted a little bird

caged away

pretty woman

seen not heard

obedient and quiet

whose song you could keep

to yourself,

but i refused the demands

you inflicted upon me;

so you buried me in the darkness

but that was a mistake

i am a monster's daughter

so i left the coffin behind and climbed

out of the tomb you left for me

clawing my way out of the dirt like

a zombie—

in your darkest hour

then it will be, i will come for you,

fangs gleaming silver white as the moon;

you will cry to her for protection

but she is my mother

so there will none to rescue you when

the damphyr strikes,

i will let all my humanity fall away

so you can witness me in all my darkness;

and when you think it is all said and done

i will dig a little deeper for every last drop of blood

etch your name in void and let the forest creatures

carry off your organs before you die,

leaving you alive long enough only so you can know

the terror you cast upon others.

Linda M. Crate's works have been published in numerous anthologies and magazines both online and in print. She is the author of six published books of poetry, a micro-chap, and he novel Phoenix Tears (Czykmate Books). Linda prefers even numbers to odd although she couldn't tell you why that is. 

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