RED

Explains itself.

A chapped blush flusters

the surface of her thighs,

quite like the seeping

nose bleed, furiously blotted

with the back of dirt-streaked

hoodie sleeves, or

the blisters on the palms of my

father's hands if he had

been a hard-working man

rather than an alcoholic.

Author's Note

Comments welcome. :)

Reviews

[Matthew Kult]

Hello Sarah,

Deeply enjoyable. well written

Always,

Matthew
A.

[Sarah Emily]

Thank you very much!

[Matthew Kult]

Welcome