Ritual



Twice I moved to the new planet.
It began to feel like a ritual.
I cut off a very small part of my foot.



Rules



He sat on a throne and threw coffee on my shoulders.
I was supposed to be beautiful and just a little less than my potential.
You treat me like a dragon! one of us screamed.



Face



I said I'd housesit your face.
When you were gone your face ran away.
I felt bad and anxious waiting for your return.
I practiced: I lost your face.

EMILY KENDAL FREY