When we would walk past them, the girls would taunt
at me. “When will you join us, sweet little lady? Don’t you think our resolve
was just as strong? How much longer will you be able to say you are too young?
We know you don’t believe us, but the city is beautiful by night and the work
is not so difficult as you think. You too will seek the streets, when your
babies are crying with empty bellies. You will leave them alone to hunt with us
then, and you will creep back to them at dawn with bread.”
Such contrasts.
ReplyDeleteOoo I like that last line especially. Very foreboding.
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