She

I remember now

Those glass eyes of hers,

The burgundy of her blood,

The thrill of her screams.

I remember now

Her pearly tears

That shone so sweetly

Against the night.

I remember now

The feel of concrete

Cold and wet—

Splattered.

The powder filaments

Of chalk that outline the

Sprawling mass of her body

Can’t define her curves,

The silk,

The screams,

Or She

With her glass eyes.