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Tantrum

September 12, 2018
By K-Kaprie BRONZE, Boiling Springs, South Carolina
K-Kaprie BRONZE, Boiling Springs, South Carolina
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Oh, you poor child, 

The flowers which once adorned you now fall.

Your body twists and turns and contorts.

You throw a tantrum in dismay.

 

The shadowy wrath of your figure reflects upon my visage,

Your reason for anger unknown to me until you point ahead.

I hear some other voice filled with dread. 

I see a woman collect a gleaming red letter.

 

Oh, you poor child,

Why must you cling to the symbol of your mother's shame?


The author's comments:

This piece is based on a scene from The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne. 


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