"death wound itself around her bones like a piece of red ribbon." -Amanda Lovelace
Body wound
and with browned
roses bound
Round ringless
bone and cell
freshly stung
Tails of red
and blue ribbon
riven from a prison
Of old stone
and iron leaks magic
maiden's healing murmur
That Lovelace thread
of wanton bandana
Amanda
Of her hairline tears
dabbed for the writ
and what sit unknit
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Constructive Poetry Anthology
PoetryConstructive poetry: a new genre of poetry that uses insubstantial nuggets of writing as the seeds to grow more robust and lush wordscapes, and a collaborative opportunity in which the Wattpad community can lend a hand in propagating this garden of...
