stain

January 13, 2009
By Amber Lucas, Vancouver, WA

She found me there,
Lying lifeless
On the bathroom floor
Ribbons of red
Cascading down
My gashed arms

She didn’t even flinch
When she saw that
Her only son
Was fading away
Under the deep
Black veil of death

She was more worried
About whether
Or not the blood
Would permanently
Stain her brand new
White tile



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