she had a way with words:

they obeyed her every command

they pulled apart her curtains in the mornings,

kissed her throughout the day,

tucked her in at night,

until one day

three of them ran away,

and took a piece of her with them.

she would cry tears of silk into soft sheets

and every flower seemed to be the same color

when she realized what she'd become,

the girl who had a way with words

did away with words