Dateline
by Kelly Stewart
Out of the disparate elements:
· Girl
· Bile
· Maggots
· Grass
· Asphalt
An Idol is created.
Girl – white female, 5”2’, Died of Blunt Force Trauma to the Head, Disemboweled, Evidence of Sexual Assault,
Bile spilling out of her torso and into the dry earth to plant
Maggots that wriggle around in her eyesockets and around in the
Grass that hid her body for three days before someone driving by noticed the beautiful Goddess sitting by herself next to the highway
And for the first time in my life, I was perfect.
My Own Worst Enemy slowly cooked alive inside my skull
Didn’t have to go to fucking work in the morning
Fucked six ways from Sunday (Seven, if you count the hole he made in my head)
And made a grown man throw up when he found me
Bye Losers
I don’t have to even deal with the consequences of being famous
Me and JonBenet Ramsey
Will be sitting pretty
On a million YouTube Videos
Kelly Stewart was born and raised in Dallas, Texas, and still lives there with her dog. Her biggest dream is to one day get to leave Texas. This is her first published work. If you enjoyed this poem, please consider making a donation to nativehope.org. Not every girl ends up on Dateline, but we can at least make sure none of them are forgotten. Thank you for reading.