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Bone White
by Alyson Faye
Paint me white-faced
Lacquered lips so red
Shade my eyes ebony
and Momma says, I could
pass for dead.
.
Blink, and you’ll glimpse me
in the darkling dusk, and
the gravestone greys
flitting, eternally young,
dancing on the buried
and their old, gnarly bones.
.
The ravens know us,
Momma and me.
The foxes smell us
for our scents are sprayed
on every tree.
.
The nights are delicious,
long and luscious,
the days a blur of
damp, decay and mulch.
.
‘Am I pretty, Momma?
Like I was before?’ I beg.
I can’t feel Momma’s kiss
or her fingers’ gentle touch –
not ever any more.
.
Momma nods, and sings,
whilst she paints my face:-
blood red
bone white
eyes black as night…
.
Fiction © Copyright Alyson Faye
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
More from Alyson Faye:

The Lost Girl & Spindleshanks
The Lost Girl
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Spindleshanks
Adam is having nightmares about a skeletal shadow figure, who he calls Spindleshanks. Soon his whole class are sharing the same nightmare. Adam’s dad, Rob, knows that Spindleshanks can’t be real. But is he? One terrible night Rob has to face his son’s nightmare creature and fight for his son’s life. What would you sacrifice to have your child back safe?
“A decent two-for-one. Alyson Faye brings the engaging and eerie in equal measure.” CC Adams – horror / dark fiction author













A terrific and haunting poem.
Love how you engage our senses and all the little details that paint the scene so vividly