And because she could possess nothing else
the old mistress kept all that she
despised close to her heart.
I often found her in that
room full of photographs and curses.
She would tell me stories
while we sat in the veranda.
But all that she kept from me,
all about that possessed
corner of her heart was truly
I hoped to learn someday.
Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 2:31 AM UTC
And because she could possess nothing else
the old mistress kept all that she
despised close to her heart.
I often found her in that
room full of photographs and curses.
She would tell me stories
while we sat in the veranda.
But all that she kept from me,
all about that possessed
corner of her heart was truly
I hoped to learn someday.
