“In the middle of
the night she came sobbing into mine,
and we made it up
very gently. You see, she had
absolutely nowhere
else to go.”
-Lolita by
Vladimir Nabokov
See her at the
edge. Yellow glowing in her eyes
Lighting fires in
evil mind.
See her walk away.
The world not under her care.
Not under her
skirt. Skin bare
Her legs carried
her far away from home.
She was the mad
woman. Proud in her insanity
She left. Calm.
She read.
Trying to drown in
the insanity of somewhere else.
Wait. She came
home.
Sneaked in.
Unwanted or not.
Blending into her
shell.
She had stopped pretending
she didn’t care.
She was the mad
woman. She didn’t.
Trapped between the
worlds she made.
She wanted to run
away from home
Wait. She came
home.
You see, she had absolutely
nowhere else to go.
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