by Samantha Hund
I’ve been selling my voice
because softness is in demand
the wolves pay well for gentle praise
which means
it’s worth more to the right buyer
I whisper mother-sweet
to all the blind, orphan boys
seeking home and kisses
they ask such desperate things
from the safety of a screen
I answer every prayer the same.
You are perfect.
You are such a good boy.
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Samantha Hund writes unsettling fiction, and poetry with teeth. Her work appears in Expat Press, Crowstep Journal, and Bottlecap Press. All rumors of vampirism are unsubstantiated. Find her at www.samanthahund.com and @sm_hund on twitter and instagram.