Sugar Sap

When your silence
began talking,
I had a dream that
I craved
your lovers.

I tried
consuming them,
but they became fire,
the caramel of cunts
bubbling
and burning
until they melted into
saccharine smoke.

I was you
in that dream.
Incensed,
extinguished.

You evaporated
and I splintered
into ash,
reborn.
Hungry.

Written by Shelby Nathanson.

Shelby has an MA in publishing and writing from Emerson College, and currently works in ed tech. She prefers 100% evaporated MRA tears on the rims of her margaritas. Follow her on Instagram at @shelbyhasaninstagram.

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