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06-05-2009, 09:43 AM | #11 |
Slattern of the Swail
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Witch - Jean Tepperman
They told me I smile prettier with my mouth closed. They said-- better cut your hair-- long, it's all frizzy, looks Jewish. They hushed me in restaurants looking around them while the mirrors above the table jeered infinite reflections of a raw, square face. They questioned me when I sang in the street. They stood taller at tea smoothly explaining my eyes on the saucers, trying to hide the hand grenade in my pants pocket, or crouched behind the piano. They mocked me with magazines full of breasts and lace, published in their triumph when the doctor's oldest son married a nice sweet girl. They told me tweed-suit stories of various careers of ladies. I woke up at night afraid of dying. They built screens and room dividers to hide unsightly desire sixteen years old raw and hopeless they buttoned me into dresses covered with pink flowers. They waited for me to finish then continued the conversation. I have been invisible, weird and supernatural. I want my black dress. I want my hair curling wild around me. I want my broomstick from the closet where I hid it. Tonight I meet my sisters in the graveyard. Around midnight if you stop at a red light in the wet city traffic, watch for us against the moon. We are screaming, we are flying, laughing, and won't stop.
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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic. "Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her. —James Barrie Wimminfolk they be tricksy. - ZenGum |
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