Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click hereCan you imagine what went through her head?
She was more sad and somehow more alive.
She sorrowed much--more than she ever said--
though she was never someone to contrive,
but stood inside the maelstrom of her day,
and threaded careless fears within each song,
and righted wrongs in blue-inflected play,
walking behind the beats that rolled along
through years designed to take a lady down.
Yes, blackout-curtain years that hid what's true
behind the backdoor entrance in a gown
and a gardenia and the alley view.
The spark within her eyes that never died,
the sheen of unshod tears she never cried.