If It Bleeds, It Leads

In every town when I was younger

some women were slain in real life:

the prostitute and the spinster

and the local councillor’s wife.

The one who sold sex for a living

was thought to deserve her demise:

first she was raped in an alley

then wrapped in tarpaulin to die. 

The plain introverted old virgin

was dumped in the woods for a year;

police arrested a loner

who’d never been anywhere near. 

The spouse of the brash politician

was found with a hole in her head;

gangsters disposed of his hammer

and burned all the sheets from her bed.

The newspapers published the stories;

we bought them with prurient glee;

we crouched in fear of our shadows;

we cherished our locks and our keys.

In every town when I was older

some women were slain in real life:

the prostitute and the spinster

and the local councillor’s wife.

Albert Kirk Jr is from Ayrshire, Scotland. He is writing a novel, the first installment in a YA science fiction epic, and has been writing poetry since August 2020.

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