A Girl
I knew a girl. Who fell in love with a boy who snapped her heart in half with the gracefulness of bread broken at communion and wore a mask of forgetfulness for his sin he even looked away when she called his name, the next day in the hallway like her acknowledgement was too much to bear So later she stood in the same spot of ignorance and dumped a gallon of gasoline over her head so it doused her body, dribbling down her limbs she shook under the cold thick layer of flammability her hand trembling as the match pressed so hard into the side of the box that it almost cracked he turned around as she screamed, "Now you see me?" and swiped. I knew a girl. -anna sluder