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.