Smeared Poem by Ana Podarevska
Smeared
Lipstick on my teeth,
Smeared.
Mascara in my eye,
Sharp.
Do you get the point?
Or do you need to feel the knife against your skin again?
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4/22/2024 6:06:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You sound like a happy girl. I like the poem: it's laconically blunt; a bit too esoteric for me to know what's going on, though... But it sounds fun whatever it is!