

Bluebeardedshe is equivocation with blackberry lips eyes painted innocent thorns amongst curlsBluebearded
she is a sweetness, curdled and clotted keeping dead men's shoes in unkempt corners


InundationAt the time of Akhet when the river rises to flood our fields when Hapi swims up from the underworld, at Elephantine where the water spins, his great breasts pendulous against his belly,Inundation
we change to darker labour, awaiting Peret, the season of coming forth, when the waters of Nu will recede and the lotus of Nerfetum shall open upon the land and again give birth to the sun.


IXMy Lord would stain my rose's heart, bleed me just as my mother bled. He threatens and cajoles together, purrs within my ear, calls me his lioness, his prickling rose. His hands let down my hair and twist each strand with honeysuckle. I am helpless in the power of this smiling satyr as my step-mother sits by and wills him on. In here I cannot flee - the garden's gates are locked; my sanctuary, a prison now.IX
I am not used to being so abused. But I would not have him stop playing yet.
And so I run and dodge, and pause so he can snatch me down to slash an
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