Double Helix Breakdown
She’s waiting for spiders to crawl
from her fingernail ridges and ride
into battle, feeling their history
as they mutate into something new
then forgotten. Mumbled malignancies
grow in her mind’s trauma corner,
frying the DNA’s carbons to a crisp,
leaving a lineage of illness for her
children to deal with on their own.
She’s living their resentment already.