six young girls…
breakfast cereal smiles
malleable playdough
trusting in a woman
where did you go?
ring a ring a rosies
breakfast cereal smiles
malleable playdough
trusting in a woman
where did you go?
ring a ring a rosies
a pocket full of posies
six young girls…
lured by a woman
many years ago
drugged and raped
where did you go?
atishoo, atishoo,
all fall down
six young girls…
snatched by a woman
many years ago
did her lover kill you?
we’ll never know.
six young girls…
lured by a woman
many years ago
drugged and raped
where did you go?
atishoo, atishoo,
all fall down
six young girls…
snatched by a woman
many years ago
did her lover kill you?
we’ll never know.
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Good to see this here Marion. Powerful piece.
ReplyDeleteVery poignant.
ReplyDeleteMary, Andy, thank you so much for reading and feeling the loss in this poem.
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