Pincushion

the “odd girl out”

I bleed stains onto bleached pulp

while you poke me full of holes

add acid and salt

spew junk when I ask you

to stop talking to me like that

So now you tell me

you want to burn me

at the stake because

my jeans don’t match your shoes

and my cat is from Uranus.

Annette Sugden ver. 3 May/2006