Nothing But Blackened Teeth

by Cassandra Khaw

here we are. You forgot about us, but we didn’t forget about you.

It wasn’t charitable but apologies didn’t exonerate the sinner, only compelled graciousness from its recipient.

Even if it was a house with rotting bones and a heart made out of a dead girl’s ghost, I’d give it everything it wanted just for scraps. Some unabridged attention, some love.