you cannot fight
a bitter midnight

especially one that sinks fangs
into the flesh above your knee
head shaking, throat growling, eyes


but you can stand before her


knowing all the while that bare
and vulnerable share a cupboard,
always swapping dresses and

complaining of the cold.


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