The spider queen visited me in a dream

She and her two daughters

They were in a cage

Her face was displayed

They scared me,

But by the end I was talking to them like friends they were my

I stood at the window separating me from mother

They said

She can be human

That she had been made that way but could be

That her daughters were human in a way

I cried wanting to be on the other side

For some reason she was my mother too she told me

I felt longing I’ve only felt awake for something that could never be

I wanted her to have human arms to hold me

She

Her children

I’ve never been visited by Aztecs.

But I knew they were coming.

They’ve been calling me for weeks.

I’m not sacrificing the nobility to her

But

In her mind

They should be sacrificing to her

The privilege

Of being on top

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