Charming and ladylike she stretches her torso towards him as he comes and joins the group He drinks, she thinks ‘How can I magnetise?’ Roaring and high pitched her voice takes on pitiful shapes He listens, she yells ‘This is me, I emphasise’ Longing and distant from a sane mind She swims in fake pride He gets up, she follows No one is talking How … Continue reading Too Much Woman by Sarah Helena