#53words

[edgelitandotherart]

Black Sheep

“Turn here,” my older brother said. 

I kept the secret (he liked men) from our God-fearing parents. 

“K.” 

Too fast --missed the driveway and landed in the ditch. Blood and hair stuck to the windshield where his face pounced on the glass. My brother or father didn’t speak to me again that year. 

[theunnamedwriter]

in the dark

I have razzmatazz hair and malachite eyes and wear flowing dresses like sunlight on snow and earrings that go clink.  I see nothing of you, you see nothing of me. Black on black on black. I am here. I am gone. See? I am invisible like spilled ink in the ocean at night.