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On Monday,
my servants
bring me
platters of fruit.
On Tuesday,
they pour me
rich rose baths.
On Wednesday,
I give a speech
from the rooftops
and bestow
a blessing of strength
or healing
on the most favored.
On Thursday,
dancers and singers
try to entertain me
for next week’s blessing of favor.
On Friday,
I get them to make
any gown I want.
On Saturday,
I go to the forest
and eat something
to keep me looking young.
On Sunday,
I redo the walls and the rugs and the windows.
Golly, Clarissa,
no one ever told me
it felt so nice
being in charge.
Bet you would’ve liked it,
having a whole city
do your bidding
but you’re dead now,
so eat that sucker,
I made
an entire nation
(no matter how small)
worship me
and I sentenced you to death
and I basically killed an immortal dragon
by killing the night who ate her mind,
I’m the greatest witch who ever lived,
my people love me
they need me–
golly, Clarissa,
why’d I ever spend so long feeling guilty about you
or Sliptide
or The City,
they probably deserved it
you definitely deserved it
I didn’t deserve the punishments I inflicted on myself
so this is just karma
paying me back,
a whole city
giving me food
whenever I want,
Mamas naming babies
after me
and Dadas
building streets
just for me
yah
I made them Mamas and Dadas
just like humans of old,
I boxed those trees up
nice and neat
into binary gender roles
that’s how powerful I am,
I made the boys tough and strong
I made the girls soft and sweet
and I made me the queen
most powerful thing
you’ve ever seen
except you haven’t seen
cuz you’re dead
No
I’m so
sick of writing to you
I’m writing to me,
to the future,
this is the tale
of my conquest
and rise to immortality
just a girl
from a small town
taking over everything,
she survived
and she earned
her place as deity.
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