a stitch slips into the fabric
and the needle pricks my fingertip
call it an offering
payment for the spell
justice woven in my blood
a little doll to dance away her bitterness
until cooler heads prevail
a stitch slips into the fabric
and the needle pricks my fingertip
call it an offering
payment for the spell
justice woven in my blood
a little doll to dance away her bitterness
until cooler heads prevail
Larissa Lee 