The Red Rose Anthology
- LECTURAS 210
- Votos 51
- Partes 19
"Red is the color of life. It's blood, passion, rage. It's menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Red is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Red is the color of shame. Crimson cheeks and spilled blood. Broken hearts, opened veins. A burning desire to return to white." - Mary Hogan (Pretty Face)
[A collection of randomly updated and created poems, and some short prose written by this red rose... ]
The end of summer
signaled by a red hue
... Madder the color goes
As your smile faded...
...behind it all --- ℛᵘᑳሃ✿
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