Building on broken promises
Is like building a house of cards.
If I walk through this shared space
Too hard or too fast,
If I whip up a wind
By opening the door to my heart,
If I tremble even a little,
If I lose my focus or
If I even fucking breathe wrong —
It all comes down.

It’s the ultimate fold,
That fall.
Cards down,
In a game where I was all-in.
I had everything riding
On my full house
But nothing could stop
Your straight flush
Of our life.

I have nothing left to do
Except play this
Vertical solitaire.
King leans against Queen,
Head to head,
Working together,
Until the next exhale
Brings it all down.

~Melody Wingfield, 2015

Melody Wingfield

Author | Voice Artist | Witch Queen - Melody Wingfield is the creator of The WitchQueen Project podcast and an author of dark fantasy, epic mythology, horror, and erotica. You can find her on Twitter, Instagram, and TikTok at @witchqueenarts. Subscribe to her newsletter, The Magick Word on her website,


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