WRAPPED IN WHITE LACY FABRIC
PRESENTED AS INNOCENT VIRGINS
A BEGGING TO BE BELIEVED!
I WONDER,
WHAT EXACTLY IS IT THAT MAKES A GIRL HER?
perhaps their bloody tears will stain their cheeks forever!
YOU ARE READING
TRAGEDY LANE
Poetrymaybe i too am red for all the slaughter carried within me, bastard child of water, lake swelled with rotting fish. What are you searching for when you drag me from you? POETRY © nevillearts. 2022 cover . . . archaicpoets