Little Mermaid Outcast
That sea-witch took my voice,
casting it in a shell around her neck
and knives stabbed under my heels
with each dance for a man.
I savored the mute adoration
we had but you threw me
back into the ocean to be
only a memory foaming away
for a girl that actually had
two working legs.
Hoping a fisherman will pick up
the remaining pieces and feed his family
a world away...
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