Poems by Skarletta

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  • You know how it feels, don't you?
    Pastor John goes home to beat his wife...

  • O, mother, please put down the needle long enough...
    O, lover, what have you taken from me? I have paid...

  • Honor (1)

    If you see her on the street
    You should greet her with care...

  • He saw a lot of red in his days
    Crimson against fair sand, russet hide...

  • New-car smell, like tight bleached
    leather and cigarettes, united with...

  • Little girls sitting pretty in
    Blue dresses; 'sensuality' is a...

  • (MyDearestMother)
    OnceUponA...

  • The Blue Boy is a pitiful thing
    Coiled up in a little tin ball...

  • Pretend to close your eyes while I shed my sun...
    And see my heart beat under bruised and battered...

  • O Lady of the night
    The fallen star in the blackness...

  • You know I can't love you
    When you're beating on my heart...

  • Wake up in a cold sweat to evening sun
    How long have I been missing...