Heather Reed Writes
Original poetry by Heather Reed
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Any Girl
she wears
the wild
discreetly
branded
on the inside;
no one knows
(so no one knows)
her shortest
walk is to
the edge
curiosity
ragged
like need
invisible,
persistent
the ink
still bleeds
Heather Reed 2006
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