when he strengthened himself
through her body
she killed his remains within her
until their daughter was born
*
her smile sank deeper into her body
until she couldn’t catch it anymore
*
her face became unknowable to herself
and she accentuated what she thought she still knew to be true
*
my mother’s cheeks
pale rouge
*
silence is the most misinterpreted
and abused incapability of action
*
I put the meaning of my silence in the wrong hands
*
whoever rejoices if a girl can’t say a thing
open her mouth
has already revealed their cards
and they were never laid bare in her favour
you will take it,
too late,
even though nothing has happened yet –
now you want it
Croque-Melpomene 