"Framed"
Your skin translucent
and white, framed
by ginger hair and
meticulously placed
bruises
by fists of jealousy
and rage.
The fear gloves you
as the dress is pulled
over your head.
His fingerprints the
same color blue
reflecting, intensifying,
as you prepare
to ring in the new year
in the chill of
this city night,
with a smile intact
across your lips
like a lie too
scandalous to be told.
Aleathia Drehmer 2007
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