What is that I hear?
Is it coming from you, dear?
Is it the voice
That screams for nights without me?
You ol’ cricket killer—
You don’t tell me things
You go berserk
You wake up
You storm off to work
You end it
You end it
You hate that I need
You ol’ panty sniffer
You say you’ll miss me.
I wail on the floor
I yank your head
I hit the wall
You punch the door
I can’t do this anymore
But this is who we are.
We collapse on the ground
We screw around
When you go down
We go down.
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Twin sisters Ann and Kirby Kenny (she/her, they/them) are American writers and artists whose work explores themes of confinement, redemption, and self-discovery. They juxtapose folklore with realism as a means of probing their world. Their writing will appear in forthcoming issues of Ghost City Review, Rogue Agent Journal, and Zimetra International Magazine. Their debut poetry collection, New Myths, will be available in 2024. Find them @annandkirbyworld.