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Tonight I sever your head from my body,
I pull strings, you spin like a top on my axe blade.
I place your fleshy skull on my window sill to dry.
Needles tickle your plump white eyeballs,
Tonight they match mine, red-laced. You wink.
I turn you on your head, eyes to the window.
I fill you with salt – to cure you,
You drink up, tantalised. Salt turns to slush,
Savoury blood clots across the warm wall.
Ridges along your neck, uneven cut.
I burn blunt edges soft,
clean, stiff white collar of wax.
I shave the coarse hairs,
carve out your white flesh,
press my lips to your neck.
Brown split coconut, now,
where I tip the ashes.
About me:
Clémence Sebag is Londoner, she started out as a West Londoner, worked her way up North, then down South until all that was left was East. By day she works as a translator (she’s translating a French novel set in the Second World War), but she wants to be a writer when she grows up and everybody knows East is where creatives live. She graduated from Goldsmiths with a MA in Creative Writing in 2012. She’s had interest from several agents for the beginning of her novel which you can find here
She’s had three short stories published in The Erotic Review. She regularly writes book reports for a literary scout and these will soon go up on her brand new blog (http://clemencesebag.wordpress.com). She also dabbles in poetry and won third place in The Literateur poetry competition.
Best place to find her: any literary salon around London. Failing which, you can Tweet her @clefanglaise.