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