I put on my glittering dress
in silence;
only darkness around.
on that planet, all fairytales
are suspect.
but I was needed:
it was supposed
stooping to pick the
roses in the snow-
to bring on all the
disasters-
mary angela douglas 25 december 1998; 28 september 2023
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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