Her green eyes dance
to the applause of a clenched-jaw
chuckle she felt in her belly.
She dragged men of evil deeds
across Lake Atticus with an inarticulate grin.
It’s been said even though dead,
the men required stitches.
She burns a city after the women and children
escape on a plane that explodes mid-air.
Anything to kill men, all men.
She hates them all except for me.
But when I break her heart,
what will become of me?
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