Dec 2013
Words shoot at her, slicing open her skin,
some reaching right through to her soul.
Scarring all the things she thought she could be.
A living hell, that scorches her skin.
Being eaten by the monsters that envelop her,
Pretty, innocent, young girls
Sweetly feasting on the soul of one of their kind.
A cannibalistic way of living.
some reaching right through to her soul.
Scarring all the things she thought she could be.
A living hell, that scorches her skin.
Being eaten by the monsters that envelop her,
Pretty, innocent, young girls
Sweetly feasting on the soul of one of their kind.
A cannibalistic way of living.
"A girl in the shape of a monster, a monster in the shape of a girl."
- from the play The Shape of a Girl by Joan Macleod
In Memory of Reena Virk 1983-1997
- from the play The Shape of a Girl by Joan Macleod
In Memory of Reena Virk 1983-1997
