Wild, Beautiful, and Free

by Sophfronia Scott

all your evil will roost in your bad heart and torment you,

you wouldn’t even know that some part of you was still working the curse, because it got so deep inside you. I didn’t like that. If a thing was inside you like that, it had to be eating you up. Just stood to reason. I didn’t care enough about Madame, even in hate, to let her have that much of me.

Now you can go round here feeling bad like I seen you doing, or you can walk like you loved. Nobody can touch that—