Our Once And Future Enemy
Some thought it a coincidence—
how Samira always hung around
and happened to let her friends
get raped. Her plan to persuade
a bruised peach to poison the world.
Eighty women forced at knifepoint
to feel every inch, every tear,
every heartbeat thrust into madness—
until it's one afternoon, one school,
one bus full of children heading home
to meet daya and bav with hugs—
how their breaths never suspect
the flash of coerced flesh.
How their eyes don't even blink.
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