All Abhorred The Trolley's Trollop
Seen and hearddisplayed and filet,
flayed
she knelt, she heard, she knew
she new
blue the colour of pain shame
she makes her way through the nights
she shakes her head as though she can shake the memory
of touch
of words
of knowing gone
gone and final like death
she new
she easy
she knew
Poetry by Rielle Vobi
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Editors' choiceWritten on 2022-12-03 at 02:27
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