Hey fellow fuckers, here's the next installment in the "death of the girl" series. Hope it breaks your heart. Boo hoo.
text version:
death of the girl 4
I saw muggers’ glee smiles
saintly
in brief at unlit
busstops
along Comal and
raped and bandied
a girl
in the night she
was
steady and torn from
her acid wash
jeans
oh dying
is not a friend
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