Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Sour Lemons

Sour Lemons

She boils, oh how she broils
Fire rages in her belly
Tiny, isty, bitsy burning ants
clawing at her skin.

The taunts, the leers
The clicks, the waves, the rage
And she asks herself, "Why?"
"Why do we do it?!"
But he shouts so loud...

"Bring me my lemon! Bitch!"
She cannot hear over his sour lemons.

(C) Meisha Lowe 2013



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