Saturday, March 12

by salmaalmuhannadi

I was promised that 

I would be the new 

dead thing that 

they’d whisper its 

name every night.

I took mercy on myself.

and when I look at you, 

that is the scariest thing 

I could ever do. And when 

I smile, my mind goes blank

and I remember, I am the new dead

thing that will grow sharp in every

mouth. I took mercy on myself.

I took mercy on me.