Fairy Tales

I wrote this poem when I was in college, and I thought I’d share it with you, since y’all have been so nice.

Fairy-tales

Wrap me in ivy because I want to suffer

a grave that looks like an Italian painting.

Give me red shoes because I want

to cut off my feet and I want the poison

on the teeth of combs so I can die

every day and don’t not grant

me every wish  because I know you

don’t know “No.”

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