Sunflowergirl

The moon leaves freckles on my wall at night
And the photos from last summer are slowly fading 
Their edges turning golden
A candle I lit once has turned my room into a bath of peppermint
And I’m okay with it

Four girls dancing through the forest
Choosing to ignore the darkening clouds
They are beautiful and naive
Soon to find the death and darkness
They smile
And walk on
 

when the world
Is so entirely slow
And beautiful
It rains
And I walk for ages
Picking flowers
And ferns
Choosing to forget
All that must be done
When I return

 

Oh, a girl can be beautiful!
A girl can be witty and wonderful
With delicate hands
And a face of gold
But the world
Oh, the world
Will tell her she is terrible
They will tear her apart

Stop and smell the concrete
Those new sneakers
Her new jeans
Our bad spelling 
All too much for the cinderblock
The dark eyes of hungry men
Gobbling girls necks
Dripping blood on
green dresses

My arms are made of nettles
And olive branches
She said,
Watching flames lick her toes
Dancing yellow and orange
Her skin turning to coal
She cried,
But she liked it
It only reminded her
she was tougher than she thought