Springtime: when asked about
sex, a mother hands her daughter
a bible and tells her not to ask questions.
Inside the daughter, something
still stirring awake begins to die.
Springtime: the buds of flowers
spread their petals apart
The same daughter watches,
and slowly unfastens the top
button of her blouse.
By Faith Christine LaiQLRS Vol. 17 No. 3 Jul 2018