Wilted Roses

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Wilted Roses

Karyn Indursky

Misting sprinklers clean away
freshly dried blood from
light golden baby blonde
hair hugging her ripped
cotton candy pink dress
shirt without their buttons
after he had savagely
cut it off with
a butcher's knife as
it trailed deeply into
tender flesh until slicing
away her midnight black
trouser pants while satin
thongs dropped with hasty
tears burning from her
cooked broccoli green eyes
onto the early morning's
dewy grass without caring
before repeatedly beating her
to shut her up
in his victory of
raping an unconsciousness woman
left to die among
wilted roses.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this in the hopes that maybe it will help end the cycle of rape, violence, abuse.

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