I hear they stripped away of her name, distorted her story, gave her the worst of intentions. I don't know her and I never will. She was just a girl, so she was akin to me.
I know hers was never a love story.
Mine wasn't either.
Was yours?
YOU ARE READING
My name is not Lolita
PoetryPoetry about (not) falling prey to older men with a fetish for innocence, about girlhood and those in the shadows who enjoy stealing it. I've had many names, none are Lolita. "I want him the way a child wants candy Meaning it would be wise to refuse...
