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Frankie’s Poem (ballad form)

Die with it in you, were the words he cried and so I bent voiceless to that noose, tighter round my neck than ever my tongue was tied, keeping secret what other women loosed. The words they say I sang … Continue reading

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Frankie’s Poem

Die with it in you, he said, and so I did, quiet, the way women should. That ballad they say I sang was never mine. ┬áIf they would not let me speak of why I grasped that axe, how could … Continue reading

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