Burn Baby Burn!
Strips
her self
of her clothes
(those he had bought her)
burns them
in the garden
in an auto-da-fé
of him
everything burns
that had anything
to do with him.
She watches
her life with him
go up in flames
her past nothing but ashes
tanned
nude
back to her own skin
again
resenting the mark
of white flesh
encircling her
wedding finger
covering it up with
fake tan.
'Now...! '
she smiles
'...my new life begins! '
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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