Quadroon
By Karla Brundage
Fragments of bloodlines
She walks the quad before sun rises
Flashes of memory
Shoulders squeezed between angry thumbs
She desired to be held
But not
Down, muffled scream
A bang on the door
Lock in
Now she weaves her way home
Hair matted in semen
Cold prickles shiver her bare thighs
Night’s sequined dress
A drape
By Karla Brundage
Fragments of bloodlines
She walks the quad before sun rises
Flashes of memory
Shoulders squeezed between angry thumbs
She desired to be held
But not
Down, muffled scream
A bang on the door
Lock in
Now she weaves her way home
Hair matted in semen
Cold prickles shiver her bare thighs
Night’s sequined dress
A drape
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