Alice chalks
secretly, in
red and white,
a caricature
of the new
nanny her
father has hired.
The stick like
figure is spread
eagled across
the side wall
of the house,
red hair, eyes
and mouth,
white long
protruding
teeth and
four fingers
on each hand.
She has heard
her parents row;
the new nanny
took her by
her small hand
to the nursery
and sat her in
a chair; stay
there, she said.
She draws a
thin white line
of chalk through
the nanny's heart.
She stares, smiles,
and wipes her
hands on her
pinafore and
put her hands
behind her back.
Her father had
punished; her
mother had
cried and rowed
and now Alice
waits outside,
by the wall,
staring at the
caricature, the
stick nanny
with an arrow
through her heart.
The sun is dull;
rain threatens;
birds sing; the
thin maid walks
with a mild limp.
Alice waits for
rain; her hands
sense the area
of punishment
pain. Mother
loves and hugs
and kisses. Her
Father glares
and shouts
and smacks
and never misses.
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 6:02 PM UTC
Alice chalks
secretly, in
red and white,
a caricature
of the new
nanny her
father has hired.
The stick like
figure is spread
eagled across
the side wall
of the house,
red hair, eyes
and mouth,
white long
protruding
teeth and
four fingers
on each hand.
She has heard
her parents row;
the new nanny
took her by
her small hand
to the nursery
and sat her in
a chair; stay
there, she said.
She draws a
thin white line
of chalk through
the nanny's heart.
She stares, smiles,
and wipes her
hands on her
pinafore and
put her hands
behind her back.
Her father had
punished; her
mother had
cried and rowed
and now Alice
waits outside,
by the wall,
staring at the
caricature, the
stick nanny
with an arrow
through her heart.
The sun is dull;
rain threatens;
birds sing; the
thin maid walks
with a mild limp.
Alice waits for
rain; her hands
sense the area
of punishment
pain. Mother
loves and hugs
and kisses. Her
Father glares
and shouts
and smacks
and never misses.
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