layers

i.

tragedy visited here
acceptance did not follow
cut they did her birthright, her hair
yet, she skated in memory
of its bloom
while the ice slowly melted
and life took exit
of the room

ii.

she took a pen name
and po box in a neighboring town
"your Mr. Carroll has many fans," said the postmaster
"and you?"  he added..
"i am just his secretary," she replied

"and your name madame secretary?"

"sir, my name bears no significance."


iii.

her passions were
canopied beneath petticoats
and proper performance, held
to private viewing
only within the mirrors of modesty
and girlish
self-discovery


bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011

Posted for Magpie Tales