how a healthy girl can die
let me alone in the classroom
where i paper the walls in sugar paper
of soft pastel shades with soft names
that tear easily like flower petals
across the floor
an intruder
a boy
in the same uniform as i
holds me close
and tells me the things i am going to do
and shows me how to do them
as i shake my head
and shrivel up
and understand how a healthy girl can die
as i crawl
as a victim
for a crevice
of escape
Chris Dawson
Wed 7th Oct 2009 04:46
Like this very much, but sort of want to re-arrange it a little. I feel the last line should be 'and understand how a healthy girl can die'. Very touching.
Cx