Authors note: this is a revision of a poem I wrote for school, because we had to revise some of our poems for an assignment. Its about a transfem oc that i have
She weeped
there in the jail cell at the back of his head
And she dreamed– quietly, because nobody liked her dreams–
She dreamed of carving his flesh into her own, like wood.
In the back of his head prison, she dreamed of freedom,
she dreamed of living
She dreamed of breaking from the cell,
Into a world where the people let her dream.
Into a world where the dream is real.
And still, she dreamed
and still, she weeped.
And still he cried for her riddance
and the riddance of the body she was put in.
The body she wished she could burn like wood
And use the ashes to form her own
So she could say good riddance
to the fear keeping her locked behind his face
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My creative writing assignments
PoesíaI originally decided to start posting my cw assignments right after the 7th grade and decided to take it down sometime in the 8th grade because of how cringe it was. Well apparently i like public humiliation because i'm putting it back up again! Its...
