The Stone-Heart Girl
Inspired by Jane Eyre and Wide Sargasso Sea. He called her names to paint her into boxes he could understand. But what she could not understand was why he couldn’t love her for her and not another or a figment of his imagination. She imagined, if he really loved her, it would taste familiar but there was no taste for home to the stone heart girl. He kept her secret as if ashamed of her ivory. Grabbed a mallet to chip away at her best intentions. Believed he knew better because he convinced himself he was, as men do when they don’t know the whole story. No way of knowing the stone heart girl. When everything burnt down she could finally roam free the rubble, the remnants, of the stone heart girl.
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