nicholas hughes

[wytchcroft]

nicholas
they say,
means victory

but you have lost


nicholas
i know your mother well,
i've seen her green dress and her brown
i've been dancing on the spot
where she is not

and will you lie now
finally
next to her
your mother
sylvia

did she rise in your mind this time?
what will the pathologists find?
the contents of your stomach are a lie
your last meal

was made by her
and eaten all those years ago

milk and cookies

a good mother feeds her son
a good mother feeds

her son