Eve (dumped)

by Charlotte De'Ath

mug me with a switchblade

cut out all soft words

until i surrender

like the codling moth to an apple

worming your way

to the very core of my heart

foetally uncurling i opened

my body to you

my moon

who shines through stabbed holes

in my universe

(un-verse) star-set and ambush

i lay alone

bed soaked and still

as a seahorse fossil

gazing up at starfish constellations

tagging time zones

through graffiti mascara

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Charlotte was born in the east end of London but now lives in an idyllic cottage situated deep in the beautiful Suffolk countryside.  She has published one chapbook ‘Kicks To Hypnotise Suburban Daughters’ by Erbacce Press, and a further one of dark urban fairy tales is in the making.  She spends most of her free time playing with the Clueless Collective at: www.cluelesscollective.co.uk.