Kristina Marie Darling
For Once, Jane Dark Defines “Violence”
In order for the trick to work, you can’t just linger over the woman’s hair. Or the sound her nails make as they strike against the wood. Husband, you know the spell that’s hidden in her wrists. The cruelty of each one of her dresses, because she fastens them with a hook.



Which is to say, you must make a decision not to think about the other rooms. The cabinets snap shut and when the little door opens, there is a murder in every glass:






(That night we met, I imagined our house differently.



Now I’ve started another fire, but nothing seems to warm the floor beneath my feet.




Husband, there is a word for this kind of guilt and it sounds exactly like your name--)







Beautiful motive, light blazing in the courtroom,



Remember not to speak of her, even when you are alone. You never know who might be listening on the other end of those wires