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MasticadoresIndia // Editora: Terveen Gill

A collage of mouths wide open with teeth showing and a display of rage
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She is a tapestry of fiction,

a cloak constructed from convenient truths.

Her sentiment slithers,

a hissing whisper in my ear,

dripping in strands of insincerity

that creep down my neck.

Her memories are fabrications,

shoved into the back of her mouth

to keep the truth from coming out.

A vain attempt

at gobbling up sorrow for herself.

I stand in the shadow of grief,

eyes filling with tears,

fury pulsing in my clenched fists.

She bleats emotion,

takes possession of emptiness,

puncturing the air with the razored sting

of a woman seasoned at doling out deceit.

She forgets I was there,

when she said my father

was no longer a person,

forgets he tried to escape

the battering crunch of her insults,

as his mind grew pale,

paper thin.

I feel the anger in my teeth now,

composure stitched to my lip,

trying to break free.

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