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Settling for a patch job,
they tug out the shard,
right there, bare hands,
in the middle of Seabreeze.

It glints wetly in the
clouded dark light, bright
bottle green unrounded
by any time at sea.

They sop up the blood with
glove-compartment napkins,
stitch her up with thread pulled
from an old sweatshirt.

Between waves of nausea
she gurgles, it doesn’t matter:
if the scar isn’t pretty,
if the sand left behind
one day rubs through muscle,
spits grime down veins,
grates and wears on joints—

It’s on the inside.
No one will see.

Keaton Bennett is a lifelong voracious reader and poet, as well as whatever pays the bills. Their work has appeared in The Niche, and dinky, well-loved zines. You can find them on Twitter @milddiscourage.
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3 Oct 2022

Lying in bed last night I felt fingers reach in, grabbing. I opened in spite of myself as you clawed me with your fingernails, flattened, panicked. Split throat, iron tongue, white masks ranged overhead, the rings on their fingers scraping me as they reached in to take you.
from my tower we climb, shroud as my veil. We leap on his fae steed
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