Queen

[Philatone]

addy! it's great to see something from you, as well as your editing process!

here were some quick thoughts as I read:

Prick of lips, smearing dye, sticks needles
through my spindled eye; in the darkness
I spin, a splendid gold thing. I spin....really great repetition and phrase to repeat
In the day we sit happy. He and I,
opposite cups of tepid tea
under ever after weather,
clinking only as we stir....think the tone and word choice are perfect/ whimsical

How I miss hands and knees rough
from praying to the floors, calluses alive. ...great word choice/ oxymoronic "calluses alive"
The indignity of hate feels less now,
less than the indignity of love.

Our chats are mild - hopesdreamswishes -
and my voice well hides the sounds of mice;
crawling, clawing, beneath the paradox
of one glass shoe....great blend of abstract thought and concrete image

i have an attraction to fairy tales, and can offer little in terms of critique, though that is unfair to you for all the suggestions you've offered me. really enjoyed this piece