In my dreams I am a different girl.
A girl who can open her mouth
and let fresh flowers come out.
No, honey.
No, sugar and spice.
Whatever is sweet and lingers.
I dream that I don’t have knives
instead of teeth.
That whatever broke me
(which would be you, by the way)
got broken.
In my dreams I wanted you less.
In my dreams I am free
and that means you don’t exist.
Francesca Leone is a 24-year-old living in Rome, Italy. She writes in English at https://frellification.wordpress.com. She is currently writing a fantasy novel, but poetry remains her first love.
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