Qiana

Times that brought her here, a yellow light of feasting, she dreams of winter fairs, won't let anyone condone, what passes for ease, harsh memories a broken home, more than any fear, she'll do what's needed, holding back the tears, love seeps around her throat, it reaches her knees. trembles in a toll of water, lets go a life of drear, knows what she's leaving, stuff fought over and cleared, a used loading stone, she throws to the sea, swears she'll never atone, fixed like an overseer, she cries upon release, wonders if anyone hears, life settles easy.