wherever she goes she shakes the earth
screaming echoes down the hall
feed me! feed me!
whipping a storm of hair & terror.
she makes you feel belittled, battered,
like you never really mattered,
until her hungry eyes feasted upon your subservience.
my scariest, hairiest lady.
my dearest, fearless child.
she doesn’t need nobody
unless she wants somebody.
kagome, monarch of her mother’s smile.