Dear Mother



Dear mother,

Life since your death has been most satisfying.

What can I say? Father refuses even now to throw you away, practically turned mad. What can I say? That you turned the house to smell like an outhouse. 

The servants won't dare to move you because he forbid them on their children's hides.

I guess he still want to keep you like some sort of wet relic piece, but I doubt you'd fit for any tributes, or receiving any guests, ever! Especially since everything that crawls could smell the the Sicilian outhouse underneath the perfume you are smothered in.

These days, even the maddest of Monks started to call father mad.

Well, can't say he'll uncrack his mind anytime soon, so...I guess it will just be the two of us again, right?

I guess not quite, I'd love to see you try picking up that skin ripping whip flail with your headless hands. I'd like to see you try to get at me again, setting up new rules you'd tan my hide over. 


I don't think father will ever forgive me, nor our servants really, for telling the King on you.

I want to say, dear mother, I just want you to know that the day you told on father about my virginity, and him? that was the day I swore to myself to tattle on you.

And you know what? That “that boy” still comes to see me! 

Oh dear mother I wish you know that I made sure each time he came we make our new sweet nights on your bed, mother, and those Persian pillows you just love so much. We made so much noises that I'm sure you'd love to crawl out of the box to get at us for that.

He loves me, He loves me! I told you our love was real! Now do you believe me?

He said he is going to introduce me to his noble father, just like he promised me, he wasn't lying, we are really going there! He said he wants to take me to Campania and see the vineyards, and He said we are going to be rich together and pretty together and oh, just so perfect! He said that we would make the perfect babies~


And you know what? What's the best part? That we are going to do our most to make as much babies as possible, it will be our lovely destiny! Best part he still tell me that I am so pretty every day- and he didn't even seem to mind you stinking up the place.

Well, I'm going to do as he said, and I would go with his troupe, mother, as soon as I pack all your damn gold cups and your baubles, I will do it like he said, then we'll be so happy on the road because we will be together on the road on the first day of our lives together!

And dear mother, worry not I will have the same fate that befell your sister, God saw it fit that she could not handle the babe in her womb and suffer her body, but God is different with me, I knew it!

God the Son, the Father and the Holy Ghost loves me mother! He just loves so much me and I knew it, I knew that I knew it! and I knew everything will be sunny with the days of love!

Oh I can hardly wait.



Rot in Peace, Mother


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