Cinder Well - The Hyde Mansion
safe like a widowfar from the shore
if you stay longer, you may fall from the void, you may fall
something is burning in rings of water
altars of stolen lace, softly
lay softly
The old man is dead
and they’re feeding me sugar again
ornery father, stray from the vile that you hold
top the shelves off with cold paper dolls
from the cracks in the old southern wall
finally my son
has come from the depths back from us
Written by:
AMELIA BAKER
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