A curse

She had said the words

‘this will last forever’

so many times

she had begun to wonder

if they were a curse;

a spell of Hecate’s making,

a cauldron bubbling

of squandered feelings –

unrequited lovemaking

and lonely screams

into the wind.


Photograph & poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019

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